I'm so tired of being here. Suppressed by all my childish fears. And if you have to leave. I wish that you would just leave. Your presence still lingers here. And it won't leave me alone. These wounds won't seem to heal. This pain is just too real. There's just too much that time cannot erase. When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears. When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears. And I held your hand through all of these years.But you still have all of me. You used to captivate me. By your resonating light. Now I'm bound by the life you left behind. Your face it haunts. My once pleasant dreams. Your voice it chased away. All the sanity in me. These wounds won't seem to heal. This pain is just too real. There's just too much that time cannot erase. When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears. When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears. And I held your hand through all of these years. But you still have all of me. I've tried so hard to tell myself that you're gone. But though you're still with me. I've been alone all along. When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears. When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears. And I held your hand through all of these years. But you still have  All...of me

Ich bin nicht der Mensch für den mich alle halten. Dennoch bin ich unsterblich. Natürlich, kein Mensch ist unsterblich. Aber was ich damit sagen will ist, das nicht aufhöre zu kämpfen. Ja, ich bin sehr oft am Boden, ich will sehr oft aus Allem raus, ich hasse mich und ich hasse mein Leben, aber ich werde trotz allem nicht die sein die aufgegeben hat. Ich werde alles versuchen um meine Krankheit in den Griff zu bekommen. Jeder Schnitt macht mich nur stärker... Die Hoffnung stirbt ja schließlich zu letzt....


Und gerade überlege ich mir, ob ich das was ich da oben geschrieben habe, ernst gemeint habe... Ich belüge nicht nur alle Menschen um mich herrum. Ich belüge mich schon selbst. Ich will zwar wirklich nicht die sein die aufgegeben hat, aber was ist wenn ich doch einfach nicht mehr kann? >.<