Me, Myself and I

The heart is dead
The soul abandoned
For what now remains is an empty carcass
A body for this world
A vessel that lives on
Entering into a psychedelic trance
With no escape and resistance
The echoes in your mind
The sounds from a distant land
The cries and wails of something trapped inside
The heart it beats
The blood it pumps
Innocence lost in the way
Of getting to know this world better
Dancing in my muse
Wanting to be let go
Is my existence really important to the world’s soul?

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