Unrealistic wishing

Sick of being chased by the shaddows
sick of it all
running away, never coming back
escaping from it all
hating the life im living
hating this hell im in
wishing i could be perfect
and whipe my soul from all it\'s sins
hoping all will change soon
wishing all to be good
but nothing is ever going right
nothing like it should
i understand nothing
nothing among my path
these evil sins are giving my sin it\'s little wrath
light seeping into darkness
and darkness growing stong
continuing into the dark further
not knowing what is wrong
hoping for a better future
hoping for the best
continuing on my journey
without a moments rest
telling my self empty words
wishing i could forgett
all the times i spent running
memories turning into regrett