Depths of Memory

In the depths, I feel myself drowning,

Memories rise like fucking shadows,

Each one a fragment of trauma,

A haunting echo that lingers.

Blood stains the past,

A reminder of battles fought,

Silent screams trapped in the silence,

I search for a light, but the weight pulls me deeper.

Lost in the tide of what was,

Yearning for some goddamn release,

Yet held captive by the remnants,

Of a story written in pain.

Blood stains the past,

A reminder of battles fought,

Silent screams trapped in the silence,

I search for a light, but the weight pulls me deeper.

In the stillness, I confront the fucking shadows,

Facing the ghosts that refuse to fade,

Each heartbeat a reminder,

Of the scars that shape my soul

Blood stains the past,

A reminder of battles fought,

Silent screams trapped in the silence,

I search for a light, but the weight pulls me deeper.

In the depths, I rise and fall,

Drowning in memories,

But I will find no peace,

Just a quiet surrenderer to the void