The follower has taken my place, to which i cannot be myself anymore

Begining a new and forgetting the one left behind, is the hardest one can do

He has been, but now has come inside but as much as i push away he just steps his way in and closes

You're right there, but too late for the black has found you.

When your heart snaps, the world is dead

Once had, but now lost again in a river of darkness

Memories lost, a depressing side.

Holding laughter, could appear as crying.

In life is there a way were its just to painful.

The way where theres no one there, who is really hearing you