showing how much one could be tortured throughout his/her life, an inner tearing. |
Tearing through the pages of my depression Grasping my breathe before it’s taken Holding the tears in my eyes Trying not hearing those lies Again "I was never real And never was life We are all stuck in a wheel Of fortune, pain and laugh We are tortured forever With the hands of shame You think it ends but never And there is only you to blame Happiness was never your place You are dead inside of you Faking a smile on your face But you are cheating whom" Screaming in my head Struggling to survive The lies are still coming ahead And all I got to do is stay alive It’s just a game It is not the truth It is not me to blame Just set your mind loose Scratching the walls of anger And staring at everything Feeling more like a stranger As time moved on I remembered nothing Lost in a place that has no citizens A place where I can face my black and dead days But this place is so familiar I know it like I have always been here all along I knew the ways Another door is opened Through this unknown back of silence Will it take me back home? Or show me the face of my pain? |