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Understanding Life
An empty shell of who I use to be
I roam the earth
numb to influence
blind to reality
Furthermore I trace the steps
of my circled past
like a blind, deaf mute
questioning how long my pain will last
I know I could break this spell
and with borrowed time
I might even win
But in doing so, I need to release myself
from responsibility, commitments
and my soul
As fast as the thought came
the dream ends
and I'm sucked into this hell,
called the present, once again
I'm terrified the change could be worse
than doing nothing at all
As time melts and blends
my chained soul, breaking heart
and hope for bliss
take a downward fall
Nothing is worse than a part
of you missing
And once found
knowing it has died,
maybe there is,
being told the story of love,
happiness and family
then finding out
that it's all a lie
Accepting this lie
may just be the secret,
the one that helps you move on,
Not neccesarily to bigger or better things,
just from one day to the next
or it's the motivation
to take the next breath
after the last one
Whatever the reason,
I wake up
even when I wish I would die
It's just another chance
for another day
for another tear
that I'll cry
