Now every night starts the same;
Go to bed and as if by mistake,
Body failing to obey, so tame,
ceasing the fight to stay awake.
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My body is long gone by now
And somehow i´m still awake;
For my consciousness refuses to bow
Welcoming my own sorrow and ache.
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Feeling numb with anticipation
Of losing control of ones mind;
To bring life to such horrid imagination;
was there nothing else to find?
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I feel it´s weight upon my chest
And someone´s voice, can´t recognize;
The need to move so i can rest,
that even a blink would be a prize.
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