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Panic
Wall beside you they don't
see it wall behind you you
can't
breathe in doors around
you they're all close you forgot
home all your thorns you can't
even bleed-breathe now There is no
way no way out There is no
chance to get out and no matter just how
hard your hard heart can now
become harm finds always his
own path in his own red and bloody
streets
through veins
to bring
your shame
to brain, it's my game
over but game ain't stopping keeps
on spinning keeps on rounding keeps
on breathing
the air that
should be mine the words
that should be rhymes my death that
should now shine but life keeps on fighting
and rising and hurting and suffering...
Why do I miss what's not mine?
Why do I still have to fight
to survive? Why? For a life
I do not want, for a life
that's still not mine, for a
sun that will not
rise for a war that won't
be won for a scream
that no one hears all
those smiles they're hiding
tears
for a rhyme I cannot find no more
no more
All these words they don't mean nothing
this pain's just too everlasting chokes
you hunts you finds you hurts
you traps you through Life
and Death through
lies through knives through broken
chests that can't hold back
unscreaming harm unscreaming
screams unscreaming
hell of lost scared eyes on
rounding floors on rounding
worlds that round no more that
night has stopped that life has left
running away
not far enough
it waits and
waits and then comes back to
open scars again again to
rise a pain that never ends awaking
demons that wil not...
will not... bend... and...
that Death won't... take... take... away...
again...
again... again... ag...
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