That day |
And the end.
I don't know where,
It might be where I'm meant to be
But it doesn't feel right.
I'm fading every time I get up.
I'm disappointment to my own self
and my loved ones.
Still looking at them in the distance,
my mind has put us apart.
Never say never;
I used to.
I never lie.
I never fail.
I would never do or say that...
And so it was.
As the addiction wanted me to be;
A fucking lier worthless piece of shit,
With FAILURE stamped on my forehead.
I did, yes.
Again and again, everywhere.
There was a point I didn't even tried to hide.
or what there was left of me.
Away from any gentle
and kind human being
who tried to help me get out of that blinding mind of mine.
She found me.
Laying almost naked in the middle of the street.
I thing I got rapped by some drug dealer on his way to the market.
All I can remember about that night..
Among the blur...
I saw her golden curly hair, slightly covering her face. Her wide open eyes... So brown and clear of fear... I remember her halo; touching me, taking me back from a place I was willing to go. From the only place there's no way back.
Next thing I remember I was at the hospital room, the nurse was checking on me.
Alone and save, I was, alone and save
That was the day I woke up, opened my eyes and made my ghost to go away; forever.