"Every second into past,
is wasted time, tomorrow comes too fast."
I said to myself, but nightmares still coming back.
And I wander through this desert,
I once called life.
Away from you,
from myself.

Too many words: unspoken,
too many lies: forgiven,
too much heart: wasted,
too many time: wasted!

When the day turned out,
to be dark, as I like it.
I´m not scared, nor afraid of,
what might happen
in the hole.

So I said a prayer to the night,
and I said a prayer to the fight.
The struggle to survive
is holding me back
from feeling alive.

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