faded conscious of a tortured soul.

as the burning sun rises, a new cycle of torment has begun.

surrounded by empty faces and faded memories.

the moment when you look in the mirror and don't recognize who is staring back at you.

the endless terrors in the void of a mind far gone.

the never ending void consumes the barren wasteland of my mind.

the chaotic echoes of a mind far gone.

as dusk fades into night, i wonder if it's finally time to leave this place?