Sometimes I dream of it Of the realm of nonexistence That place that lies beyond time and space Where thoughts never spoken rest calmly Where praises never heard of, echo angrily And in the void where everything and nothing meets: There too must I float Just for a little while Just βtil the mind finds its place once more Until the pressing feeling inside goes away Then the darkness would be bearable When the universe will make itself known A second chance shall extend its hand And all would be forgiven
But this cannot be the case Not yet at least Though most days feel grim, And the future looks only but gray
Still, I must exist
For a while longer, at the very least One day shall be my day One day, Iβll find a way
One day
One day
Though at times it would be easier to just be gone, I don't want to. I want to exist, I NEED to exist.