Reinvent and renew
Why must rebirth be so hard,
The stars that i should be able to reach, so far
Hanging over my head,
A constant dissatisfaction
A longing for a star.
Have mercy my soul!
Give me something to live for, my soul!
I yell and shout,
But where thou be found?
Please come back my sole heart,
Please have mercy, my sole heart.
My earnest,
My beloved
A martyr on the battleground
To whom have I lost my soul to?
My self, My heart?
A well, endless and deep.
Of failure and of rotten fruits.
A well of universal objectiveness and harsh truths.
That's where I remain eternally bound.
Thirst from drought.
Fruitless and fraught.
No urge, no heart, no will to restart.
Reinvent or renew,
Stuck in the well with walls to the sky,
Skin patchy, shedding.
It's simpler to die.
[a.n. : a burnout that feels undeserved.]
