That's it... The end that I always tried to doubt The reality that pains... After all, I meet you... next to the grey door After all, you shut the door... Without even a farewell ceremony, you send a sign of goodbye... Silently and easily, leaving me down... sad... with a broken heart... And filled with dead hopes... I was wrong... coz I had a wrong idea and a wrong feeling It's all over. Nothing can be renewed... As a pair, we have decided to part My destiny crowned me without a ceremony My logic and your logic agreed that we should shut it... And that's it... Here we are... all we have is memories that can be turned into sad movies... Still, you are fine! But me, I'm undergoing this trial all alone... I'm the responsible... I'm aware... very aware that the fault was mine I did not care that much for this moment I did not want to think about it... I chose pleasure but now I don't want to enjoy... I want to be overwhelmed... convinced... safe... and happy I have everything a person would wish to own You are a great loss in my life... I got to persuade myself that you were a dream... Now, the dream is up and this reality seems like a nightmare... If only I could go back in time... and saw myself again laughing from the bottom of my heart If only I could hold your hands again with the feeling that I'm going to hold them forever!! I have many wishes and because of them I have deep regrets... I'm responsible. I made myself play this game... Funny! Not out of stupidity I discovered, in the very beginning of the game, I was going to lose... However, I kept on playing coz I could not interrupt the joy I felt After all, I woke up to live this nightmare... I'm going to undergo all this pain with the hope that one day I will manage to forget! Now, let me sign my reply with a deep hot tear. Goodbye
I have done everything. But I have also and partially failed. Life is testing me. It's testing my patience. That's the pretext I have for myself so as to stand things; otherwise, I'm going to burry it somewhere in the darkness. I'm tired striving to be strong, to be successful and be present. All the time in front of the white screen either killing time or letting time kill me. It's hard. It's really hard how we should stand as an old tree in the face of the strong winds that try to break ou muscles. After all, what are we? what do we think we are? Sometimes, we cry because of a mistake. We cry because we thought we are STRONG when we are not. We made ourselves live in an illusion. But time of discovery is up. When you touch your skin, you feel how weak it is. When listen to the beats of your heart, you feel how life is running. Despite all this, we've got to be strong, to be patient and to be iron sometimes. Life sometimes becomes an unbearable pain. It becomes a burning fire. Mercy seems to be our hero.
For whom to cry With whom to cry and to whom they don't merit they are fire they are ghosts they are torture they are for hatred for pain for burning beautiful flowers for stealing love for erasing rosy dreams I hate after I was in love I cry coz my tears will fade away I sob coz my my world was invaded I die coz the last friend became a vampire Mom I am hurt Mom my sun was extinguished Mom I can't breathe Mom I can't sigh I'm weak because of those monsters They were here in my world in my air in my dreams in my imagination in my blood in my soul They have torn everything Mom I see it again Mom it's the butterfly Mom it's wet Mom I'm in darkness again and my scream is silent again