Whenever I lie in the dark,
having emotions rottens my heart.

Whenever I get lucky the show will begin,
Expecting good days to turn bad because thats how its allways been.

Whenever I feel something,
I wish that Id get numb again.

But whenever im Numb Im reaching out for help
In ways of warmth in trust and cure
They are but dust in desert wind as common and as hard to catch.

I make myself belive while I betray myself.

My mind is fading quite numb near sensing all there is to life.

Emptiness is what I fetch

I wish myself emptyness.