Streams of salted water runs down my cheek.
Displayed when my mood is weak.
Im lost in darkness without any light.
Trying to feel my way out with all my might.
Still no success, so i put my mind to the test.
Instead my mind journeys through space, jumping from planet to planet.
I hate feeling this way "damn it".
Pounds of the fist, hitting the tables.
Having the feeling of being unstable.
Hearts' longing for freedom from this strain.
Untill God says "come my child out of the rain".
Eventually strength you will gain.
Hours go by an you sit in silence.
Thinking to yourself "I need some guidance".
Hours turns to days, and then months finally years.
There was one thing that was very clear.
Time is the key, to unlock your soul.
It will make you return from your dark hole....
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