up, down
down, up
you turn around your life
your life turns around you
leaving you with riddles
seldom with a clue
*"What is life's purpose?"
"What shall I do now?"
"Should I end it here?"*
struggling with ourselves
misfortune as chance
arising from ourselves
endless possibilities emerge
your path in life still blocked
time to change yourself
*"This pain shall fade, please."
"I'm sorry I did it, I never wanted to hurt you."
"Please, I wish to atone for my sins."*
every moment in life
gives you a possibility to change
repairing yourself, repairing your faults
creating something new
reaching out of the void
the emptiness within you
Aug 20, 2014
Aug 20, 2014 at 3:05 AM UTC
up, down
down, up
you turn around your life
your life turns around you
leaving you with riddles
seldom with a clue
*"What is life's purpose?"
"What shall I do now?"
"Should I end it here?"*
struggling with ourselves
misfortune as chance
arising from ourselves
endless possibilities emerge
your path in life still blocked
time to change yourself
*"This pain shall fade, please."
"I'm sorry I did it, I never wanted to hurt you."
"Please, I wish to atone for my sins."*
every moment in life
gives you a possibility to change
repairing yourself, repairing your faults
creating something new
reaching out of the void
the emptiness within you
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