Monday 11 December 2017

Illness


I can´t free myself from this touch
Feeling so deadly
Shining upon my eyes
Making me blind
It’s bringing Death into my heart

 
But I left so long ago
If I cannot survive the depths
In this river of illness
I have one last bullet
Just let me know when it´s time

 
Prove to myself that I can resist
But for thousands of years
That I´ve been around
It tastes so shameless
That I felt down
 

Yet I left so long ago
If I cannot survive the depths
In this river of illness
I have one last bullet
Just let me know when it´s time
 

The pain heats me like the floor
When I let my body down
Intrinsic pieces of myself
They´re all long gone
The hemorrhage of my existence
My whole self undone
If I cannot survive, Just let me know.

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