Yesterday I woke up
I knew I've made a choice.
Today when I woke up
I think I don't longer hear his voice…
I think I kill him during the night
Or maybe (it happend) in the middle of the day…
How care…?!
Now I feel a big hole inside,
I see the blood on my hands
And I can smell it in the air.
I was carrying him in my heart,
Sometimes he was on my arms.
When he was here, my heart always hurt
Now I think I can't feel any pain…
I killed the death with my own two hands,
We stopped living together,
It's the end…
When we'll meet again I'll be someone else,
Then I'll go with him
Hand in hand…
I know, he left me with many scars,
All over my body and my heart.
But for killing him I don't have to live behind bars,
I just have to let the life into my heart…
I'm no longer the prisoner of the death,
I'm the prisoner of life…
היי...
אני מתארת לעצמי שיש כמה טעויות XD
אשמח לתגובות ובמיוחד תיקונים ;)
תודה!
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