The life I am living
seems so unreal,
feels like an
endless scary toil,
as I fight
my deep-rooted fears,
unable to hold back
my tears
I pray that
my mind adheres
and my hart-, hart also hears
my pleas...
I fear
that my soul
is being hoodwinked
door my mind
…my mean mind
that is so unkind
It simply delights
in the agony
Though I don’t think
it’s so funny
making me dance
to its tunes
as if I was a bunny...
My dream seems now
like a nightmare
As I feel intense
but bare
Never knew
I had to prepare
…to stare
at dark, starless
nights
missing those
lovely fights
we had…at midnights
those highlights
of our love...
seems so unreal,
feels like an
endless scary toil,
as I fight
my deep-rooted fears,
unable to hold back
my tears
I pray that
my mind adheres
and my hart-, hart also hears
my pleas...
I fear
that my soul
is being hoodwinked
door my mind
…my mean mind
that is so unkind
It simply delights
in the agony
Though I don’t think
it’s so funny
making me dance
to its tunes
as if I was a bunny...
My dream seems now
like a nightmare
As I feel intense
but bare
Never knew
I had to prepare
…to stare
at dark, starless
nights
missing those
lovely fights
we had…at midnights
those highlights
of our love...
Dear Self
What if u don’t wake up tomorrow?
What if this is your last dag on this earth?
What if that two minuut conversation u had with your mother two hours ago, was the last time u ever spoke to her?
What if u never ever would hear him laugh, see his smile of talk to him ever again?
What if u later this night take your last breath?
What then?
Would u be proud of the life u have lived?
Will u regret something that u did of did not say?
Would u be proud of how people would remember you?
Would u regret not taking meer chances, of not telling him what u really feel for him?
I see a world of darkness and my hands are shaking..
My legs are numb..
My eyes heavy..
My hart-, hart racing..
Blacking out..
Will pills in my hands..
Hoping that they'll end the pain and I'll sleep forever..
Maybe this will be my last goodbye..
My final breath..
What if u don’t wake up tomorrow?
What if this is your last dag on this earth?
What if that two minuut conversation u had with your mother two hours ago, was the last time u ever spoke to her?
What if u never ever would hear him laugh, see his smile of talk to him ever again?
What if u later this night take your last breath?
What then?
Would u be proud of the life u have lived?
Will u regret something that u did of did not say?
Would u be proud of how people would remember you?
Would u regret not taking meer chances, of not telling him what u really feel for him?
I see a world of darkness and my hands are shaking..
My legs are numb..
My eyes heavy..
My hart-, hart racing..
Blacking out..
Will pills in my hands..
Hoping that they'll end the pain and I'll sleep forever..
Maybe this will be my last goodbye..
My final breath..