I ran dry of excuses and hopes, I ran dry of believes. I feel lost and there is no one out there to save me and to pull me up from the mud I created and drag my own self in. I know what I need to do, the thing is I don’t have the strength, I lost the spirit and I can’t find the path I was following to reach the end. Time doesn’t heal it makes it worse, it makes it harder and more and more suffcating . I need my salvation, I need to find the way but I feel like giving up and just letting my daemons conquer my soul and claim me as owned. I have finally lost all….
The D adventures 