Schwerelos

fighter

Tonight
I fell to the bottom of hell
and now hell's darkness tries to claim me,
tries to keep me down.
But darkness doesn't scare me anymore,
because I learned to find my way
without seeing where I went,
because I learned to breathe
while pressure pushed me under water,
because I learned to fight back
when my strength gave up on me.

I'm going to get back up again,
no matter how deep down I am.
And I might stumble,
I might fall
and I might be broken, beaten and bruised
but if I have to crawl through hell's depths to make it,
then that's what I will do.