I’ve done soul-crushing mistakes. Stains that never fade. I’m not proud anymore. They hide in my silence. Devouring me alive. Consuming me deep inside. No light reaches there.
What matters is what I do with it. But nothing changes the darkness. I claw through this endless night. There’s no salvation waiting. No salvation at all. Just smoke. Secrets. The dark already owns me.
And in the end I don’t break free. I’m trapped in this never-ending cycle. The darkness swallows me whole, and there’s no coming back. No redemption. No escape. Just an endless void where I used to be.
No Redemption…
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