Another day passes by and I look the same,
Tired, absent and spiritless...
Somehow I have managed to keep a mournful sight of myself
As if I was the one on a coffin
As if I was the one who has been cremated...
Seven days pass by and I feel the same,
An atmosphere of sorrow has penetrated deep into my soul
No matter how much I try, I just do not succeed...
I attempt to forget but those memories will forever remain...
I will venture one day into the deepest corner of my mind
To put my life in order and gain knowledge about me.
It is the fourth night and my heart does not seem to stop
Its constant rhythm keeps me awake at night
Its permanent desire for love gives me no rest
And even if most fractures have healed, the scars stay...
Perhaps as a warning, perhaps as a reminder...
Night after night I have wondered
During the day I have been dreaming away
Unaware of life happening besides me
Unaware of the damage it was causing
But with hopes and regrets that will forever be there,
Trying to keep me awake
Trying to make this all go away
Trying to bring the love that will save my soul
And even if I despair,
My hopes and dreams will never fade away.
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