I feel the shadows and mourning, the past is stalking me. The suffering and the pain is driving me insane. The tradegies of yesteryear are shackling me in fear.
I feel the darkness of the past leaving me aghast. the ghost of history stalking me. The ghost and the darkness, pain and misery. I remember my past bitterly.
I tire of being trapped in this mire of loss and desire. I want nothing more than to be free from this misery. The ghost and the darkness, this spectre haunting me is monstrous.
I must be free from this misery.