I'm bruised from life
My scars came alive, I bleed from my eyes.
I'm so wounded my breath turned to dust again.
Again? Or that was the case all the way through?
I was mistake before I came, who is there to blame?
Unwanted child, the one that survived, filled with hopes and dreams, nothing logical, and much more clever that it seems.
Some star somewhere broke, turned to ash. Ash from that star ended up on Earth and became a human..became me.
Can anybody, please...tell me how to get up there again? I wanna find a way home. What is that home anyway? A feeling?
All I needed was a meaning
And all I craved was peace.
But the origin of my existence, won't let me have that, won't let me be well.
Sadness is my middle name, and pain is my skin.
I have learned to wear it well and have a smile, to talk, to care.
I've tried...maybe I haven't tried enough.
Affirmation turned to deviation
My angel, where are you? Did you fall?
I walk trough the graves of memories, endless categories...losses and winnings...
I hallucinate those who are not longer here while I try to hug everyone alive, to keep them near.
What do I give? What do I get?
What I could possibly do, how to forget?
What will all the creatures that I love the most?
What is with this world, how everything has a cost?
I have some standards that no one can buy, I can be happy even when I cry because of the love....
Oh, because of the love I can almost fly.
But...I feel like a curse... everything I touch slowly dies
I'm just a child looking for rainbows and butterflies, with experience of demons and a liver of an alcoholic.
I predicted this coming, but decided to ignore it.
Now nights are tough, and mornings are rough.
Waking up from a dream of holding the love of my life, walking with him, touching his skin...we went in that dream with our fingers crossed to my best friend's house...I call her heart my home....we smiled all night...my dog was sleeping peacefully and everything was alright.
But then a dream ended.
Where is surrender, do I even dare to know what that means?
Is this all there is? Broken mirror that devil brings.
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