The Quietude Plains

The deepest meaning

To reach the inner catharsis

To mourn in solitude

Finding a place

Behind the mist

Like the prophesy tells

Mind falls down

Now only whispering words

Holding the dearest

And to gather around

A shell of my former self

Weak and tired

Gasping for air once

And there I see

The final relief

There is no purpose

There shall never be a reason

Why to be completed or done

Just resting my eyes now

Towards the dark