Albums » Dread Contest: Be Painted by Quaid » VOID
I dread the feeling of loneliness...its dark, cold, and empty
I want to scream and shout for someone, anyone...to just reach out and touch me and hear
me
Thats all there is when you are alone
I feel abandoned and scared and extremely vulnerable
Its like being trapped in a room with no lights and no doors so you cant ever leave
My own personal dark chamber without a key so I can never leave
I dread this feeling and dont ever want it to come
Its my own childhood memory of being abandoned...
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