Descending
Everything always change
So now weird is not strange
I used to say nothing is tough
But now I fear easy stuff
I now start to lose my touch
Didn't think I'd need it much
Life to me is so unfair
I try to show it that I don't care
Should I now surrender and give up the fight?
Leave life to steal from me every right?
I can't see right from wrong
How and why should one be strong?
Yes, after every winter there is a spring
But where is winter's rain for such a thing?
Nothing makes sense anymore
I see shadows without a core
Poetry now is useless
Just icreasing my saddness
Almost everything is beyond my will,
I wish time would stand still
But wind doesn't blow as ships like,
I wish to sing while I hike
The journey of life is so short
If I want to accomplish a thing, I should leave the port
I'm so down unsure if I'm alive
But absence of death means I still have to drive
Drive myself to the end of the way
To a place in which I can stay
Without a goal, life seems long
With no motive for nothing I belong
To end life I can suicide
But by that I'd be on Lucifer's side
