I am lost lost, in my thoughts. They carry me to places I've never known. Sometimes I wish to be shown Why why there is darkness farm Ander. It consumes me. Like shadows shadows that linger long after the light is gone. I Search fer pieces of myself inside haunted memories, and unfinished dreams still beneath the ruin, a quiet voice roars Survive Not every shadow wins. Not every. grief is loss. So! breathe knowing that beyond all this there is something more.