Não para o sentimento de insuficiência, suficiente.

107. Where to laid down and feel?

To be held...

I used to be
I used to see

To get lost into a non-rational world
Where I was able to feel.

But, as the days and the nights were going
The sunset started to fall slowly
Into a grave.

I was feeling alive,
But to hold
You need to be held
And i couldn't find a place
Where I would feel safe.

I've never felt safe
Not even in that distante world.

Where dreams cried
And demons rise
Where i find my soul.

(20.09.23)