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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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