Every solitary need comes from a chasm and a tunnels running deep beneath these holes all you insecurities like and breed inside them it’s their fascinating greed that makes you feel alone
and in the end theres no one left to fault how it began has left no clues at all
on the road to reparation there is much to loose
you’ve embraced it become complacent now the fear is you and you trie to replace them but… and you tried to erase them but… and you tried to evade them but… and you tried to delay them but… no no no end end …