There ist nothing left for me
No hope, no light no love what I'm supposed to feel in my chest
I've spend so much time writing poems about what I feel to compensate this emptiness
But even this single good virtue that I have will leave me in the end
'cause words simply can't describe the way I' m feeling and darling to be honest I just feel nothing
Nothing but emptiness while the chorus of depression is surrounding me
So still I cloud my mind to finally fall asleep, pathetically I wake up from your soft whisper
So I'm trying to follow you down the wooden floor while I can't bear the signals of my anxiety anymore
Familiar faces on the wall observe me
They look at me with disgusted eyes
''Look at what you' ve become''
Then I feel a crawling under my skin
Up from the back to the neck
It grabs my head and it pulls me back into the bed
This is what I deserve
It's spitting words in my face
Nowhere to hide, no air to breathe
This ain't how it's supposed to be
Just tell me what life's about 'cause mine is vacant just like me
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