2021.06.03.
deadborn
Alone in the nights hour i amWeakened of the sorrow that tears me from within
Unsure i fear, everything within me stings
Doubts that someone can see how i suffer
In darkness cradle, i have stilled myself to rest
Where the light dosent exist, with its devastating claw
I try to heal my mangled wounds
But sorrow only die when the heart stops to beat
Tormented by sorrow, heavy that i carry
Longing after my in vain wants and needs
Hopeless i search for a way to find
I understand then clearly that i must dissapear
Alone in the nights hour i am
Unsure i am tormented, i cry and swear
dazzled by light the false, the weak
I wish time that was lost i could get back
Serching for the anwer to lifes problems
Realises though that its to late
Curses that i have taken life for granted
Weakened of the wound, mangled and ripped
Alone in the nights hour i am
So the red thread of life i cut
The blood that i offer for a solution to find
I understand then clearly that i must dissapear