Dream of the Weeks When the Void Held Me and All I Could Hear was the Howling of Wind

there is no way to feel this i don't even know the words anymore stop this i don't think that i can make it through this place i don't think that i belong here there are no words for this anymore it feels like imagining a different place you've never been but want to go badly enough to escape who you are it feels like imagining a different place this is not a feeling this is a memory of some place i won't let you in it's too much for this shadow of a place to handle with words alone words alone words words words words useless noises the barrier weakens at the touch of this but it still holds me out i can no no