Life and I
Take me back, tenderly
To a situation like the one before my birth
I know that it's unheard
And also full of irony
To wish to be no more
And otherwise:
I would like to be three years old again
With life as a gift, not as a dare
Just me and life, the perfect pair
No more hurting and suffocating pain
And no more torturing me insane
But it's not possible to go back,
A Goddamn shame it is
Feeling not alive, all I feel is this
Hurting wounding howl
From deep inside of me
It's the pain that keeps on crawling
don't ask me how this could be
I'm wishing against al wishes
If only you could see
The Colours, sounds and flavours
They're falling away from me,
Just me and life, the blackened pair
With feelings of happiness as something rare
With wounds of mine, that can not heal
Emotions, so meaningless and yet so real
I don't know what to do
I'm dying here, drowning in confusion
Auteur: *dark eyes* | ||
Gecontroleerd door: Sheena | ||
Gepubliceerd op: 13 oktober 2004 | ||
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