I could write nonstop…
My thoughts
My thoughts
Are killing me little by little
Too much
Too much
Them, me, everything
Wish I could jump to the end
After all this was gone
After she came here
After I went home.
But I am about to leave the place I got used to call home.
I am about to finish my break of the real life
I never liked reality that much anyway
Now it's time to return
Dive in cold waters
Step on burning coal…
I try to run from it
Using my well-known tricks
These do not work
I am lost
I'm somehow free
I feel as if I could walk anywhere
Though they would always be watching me.
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