You close your eyes they are right behind you
They watch every move you do...
Vision blurs, you fall to the ground
It feels like your head is turning round...
It starts as peaceful times
But nature has to rhyme...
You look around like a hawk
But you get struck by the shock...
You're walking down a lonely street
Every noise sounds so discrete...
I'm stuck in this new world
Demons in my head are bugging me...
In shadows of my soul and the darkness of my...
i can see my joy dissipate and all of my fears...
I wake up one morning
with nothing but a floor...
You're walking down a lonely street
Every noise sounds so discrete...
You look around like a hawk
But you get struck by the shock...
I'm not scared of dying,what is there to be scared of? No more sadness, no more pain, juste peace and calm. What i am scared of is the pain it would inflict to others around me. |
For each death, there is a mourner, and for each mourner, support, and all the mourner has to do is learn to ask for help |
The way this world works is simple. good guys loose, bad guys win, and love is not a novelty, but the way we play it it is, and true love is quite rare, and there are no happily ever afters. |