Saving me
“Save me from drowning in the sea…
Pick me up upon the beach…”
What can possibly save me from this situation I see myself in.
If everything around me does nothing but remind me of you,
of the life we had together, of the dreams we made true,
and all of the dreams we had left to do… They never will be.
“Your smiling eyes were just a mirror for…
just a mirror for the sun”
They will be never more, never again… Lost forever.
There’s only one thing that lasts forever.
All of what we lose… We lose it forever.
I’ve got so little to gain and so much to lose.
When will I find a reason… why is it taking so long?
Why am I going through this grief, what have I done?
“There are too many questions,
There is not one solution,
I have lost my illusions,
What I want is an explanation”
That’s what I’m waiting for, and once i get it, i can finally leave.
“See you at the bitter end”
They say I’m doing this for you… Are they right? I guess so.
But what can I do? This pain… To know that you preferred to be without me, when all I gave you
was the purest love you’ll ever taste… What else can you ask?
What more did you want from me?
I know i wasn’t perfect, but no one is. Not even you.
Were you aware of that?
How come you stopped loving me? How can I get it back?
Am I not enough? Am I myself at all?
So many people in this world… And there’s no one for me.
No matter what I do or who I might become.
Live proved me I’ll be always wrong.
They say I should love myself the most, but don’t they realize what does that imply?
If I am to decide what’s best for me, I’ll break so many hearts.
But yet mine is already broken, beyond reparation.
Why do you insist on me living a life like this?
“Suicide is a definitive solution for a temporary problem”
What makes them think there’s such a thing as “temporary problem”?
A problem is a problem cause it has no fucking solution. Hence, it’s not temporary.
All of what they do is to bury the grief, bury all the spines so they won’t hurt anymore,
but I’ve already buried so many of them, that I’ve got no more soil in the garden of my heart.
It’s true it has some beautiful flowers, but there’s too much poison in them.
The price is too high… If i don’t abandon it, it will eat me alive.
