A lost soul wandering

Koi apna nahi, gham ke maare hai hum

Hand on my heart, hand on my stupid heart

And the daggers of years gone past still retain their sharp sharp edges

Me when I take the dagger to my own heart: 🤡

In this dream, I say all the things I have never been able to forget. No longer afraid of hurting you. It pours out of me, and I awaken with a sadness deep in my bones

Loss, loss, always in loss

You've been locked in here forever and just can't say goodbye

In all my dreams, it's still you and you and you

Always the loser

Everything I have ever wanted, forever slipping right out of my hands. At what point is enough? At what point do you give up?

Never been so close to God, never been so far

At least in my dreams, I get to talk to you again

The further I go, the further I am from remembering

I cannot stop remembering