they say time heals wounds, yet mine got infected killing me slowly as the days pass by.
They say after darkness comes light.
But the sun shines to bright.
So I can't see
Who I supposed to be
They want ne to love in the day,
But thats not my way
Been raised to love the blue sky,
one question: why?

They say it gets better but they just won't listen
I don't want to get better, I want to lose this fight
Memories like arrows in my chest
There's blood in my breath
And water in my lungs, scars on my body and a curse in my mind.
my emotions in bottles and thoughts in this prison I built in Körper to protect my mind.
Yet I feel like dying in this ocean of pain