nothing ever lasts like this pain that was, is, and always will be there. like the water eternally crashes at the shores, the shadow wraps my soul like a whisper of the ancient torment.

the new moon shines the light over berlin tonight, but its consumed by the void of the night, leaving only the ache of forgotten happiness.

my heart, once bright as dawn, now echoes with the cries of the lost soul and agony of every new day feels like a curse.

every breath feeds this darkness, the shadow grows, devouring the time and space of my meaningless existence.

the unseen chains tighten around my soul. the world remaines oblivious, blind to the silent suffering beneath my surface.

pain is the only constant, a twisted friend in the world that has forgotten my name.

the prophecy is written in the stars:
"those who walk in the night shall know only the darkness within, for them shadow is eternal and the pain unending."