I know I've poisoned myself,
But if you can raise the dead back to life,
Couldn't you heal me with your word,
And restore me with a touch?

You realise who you really need when you are helplessly down on your knees.

You realise who you really need when you're helplessly down on your knees.

You can either chase feelings or chase dreams.

Would you please help my lose myself?

People think it's a disease. They tell me I'll feel better if I take care of myself, if I listen to my doctor. And I've tried everything I can to get better, but with no results to show.
After endless nights of emptiness, and thoughts that horrify my very soul, I realised that it never was a disease, it's an addiction.

Some people have it better in life. Period. Accept that and work harder instead of expecting equality.

There comes a point in a man's life,
When frustration overwhelms his moral sanity;
The child inside him dies in battle,
As he gives in to the world outside.

When you realise all they want is to see you crying,
The rich are greedy and they want more;
The only way to escape this horrendous cycle,
Is to bend the law according to your will.

*And that's when society rejects you. For protecting your mind, for protecting your heart.

It's easy to rebel
It's easy to fight back
But it's difficult to take the hits
And remain silent.

I wonder if you dream the same dreams as I do,
If the same thoughts haunt you too;
If you shed the same tears in the dark of the morning,
And pray the same prayers before you pass out.

I wonder if you are still the person that I used to know,
For whom I could break my bones,
For whom I could break my pride,
For whom I could break my heart.

I understand,
But I don't relate;
I show,
But I don't feel.

To hide my wisdom,
To protect my freedom;
Foolishness to put on a veil,
Silence will prevail.

Through storms and rains,
Through sorrows and pains;
When all words fail,
Silence will prevail.

After treacherous lies,
After goodwill dies;
When my heart is frail,
Silence will prevail.

There's a lens to my eye,
There's a filter to my ear;
There's a seal on my mouth,
And a mask on my face.

There's patience in my mind,
But frost bites in my heart;
It feels a little lonelier,
And yet a little safer.

Search for my life,
Search for myself;
'Cause maybe I'm still,
Somewhere lost in you.

I can't sleep
Because the voice in my head keeps waking me up.
I can't think
Because memories play far too loudly.
I can't talk
Because people judge too quickly.
I can't cry
Because I have no strength left.
All that's left to do is to be silent;
Let people misunderstand you
Let them think you are who they want you to be
Not who you really are.

According to the law of conservation of energy, you can't create positive energy. You either receive positive energy from a source or *convert negative energy to positive energy.

You will never know what true freedom is,
Till you have been caged by your own consciousness.

I wanna be able to sleep again.
I wanna be at peace again
I wanna feel your embrace again
I wanna feel secure again
I wanna feel alive again
I wanna be me again.

Just because I don't show, it doesn't mean I don't feel.

You're not afraid of the dark when you realise that the only person that can hurt you is yourself.

The reason we hide our wounds and scars is not because we are ashamed of them, but because we don't want to share the pain with the people who love us.

It won't be all sunshine and rainbows,
You will be in the dark for days unending;
Your spirit will be crushed,
And your faith will be tested.

Your joy will be stolen,
Your peace will be destroyed;
Reality doesn't promise justice,
And yet you will be expected to be happy.

You will be lonely,
You will cry tears unnoticed;
Your trust will be crumbled,
And yet you will be expected to have open arms.

Happiness comes at a cost,
It is a constant battle to be fought;
Day against night,
Good against evil.

What matters though,
Is not that you take on the world;
You really can't,
Life shatters the toughest of us.

Fight for your happiness,
It's not a present but a reward;
The truth is bitter,
But it hurts lesser.

Perhaps the reason we do good not because our hearts are pure, but because we want to hide the evil in us.

"I want the bullet in my chest, not in my back."

If I told you,
"I saw the universe in your eyes",
Would you believe me,
Or count them as pretty lies?

If I showed you,
My flaws and all my scars,
Would you heal me,
Or leave me more wounded?

If I confessed to you,
All my sins and all my wrongs,
Would you shine your grace on me,
Or burden me with the law?

If I swore to you,
That I'd die for you,
Would you pay my blood and tears,
With hatred and mockery?

If I left all that I gained,
And fought a war to be with you,
Would I find you waiting patiently,
Or sleeping with another?

If I let you deeper within,
And tear down my walls,
Would you poison me with your lies,
Or stab with with the truth?

If I gave you,
My heart and all my love,
Would you hold it close,
Or break it irreparably?

I feel alone,
Depressed and blue,
All on my own.

Isolated, left out,
And forgotten soon,
Can't you hear me scream and shout?

I tried to keep breathing,
But it's too tiring now,
Certainly I will be soon leaving.

There's no reason to see me,
I'll die alone,
And then I'll be free.

Here's the truth:
It's hurts to see you leave,
Maybe I'm jealous, maybe I'm selfish.

If only you knew how loved you are,
How your worth exceeds wealth by far;
Then you would never shed a tear,
And you would never know a fear.

If only you knew the price I'd pay,
With death and grave the games I'd play;
To see your lips curve a smile again,
'Cause without you all the world is in vain.

I can't let you down,
But I let me down;
I've lost myself to you,
I'm oblivious to myself now.

If I cried for help,
You wouldn't hear me;
It is in your means,
But you wouldn't save me.

Your eyes could heal the broken hearted,
Still you choose to use it to burn me;
The mirror reveals the superficial,
But deep inside it's misty and unclear, it's empty.

For all the world could be lost,
And I'd still be lost in your thoughts;
In the wonder of imagination,
In the beauty of loneliness.

Yet I can't let you go because,
You make me believe in magic;
Although I know it's an illusion,
I will be your fool dancing in the rain.

A part of myself but never on the surface,
I try to suppress it but can't hide it from my eyes.
The fire that burns like hell,
The threat that spells suicide.
I stand feeling the burn within,
That I set upon myself,
That I try to extinguish myself.
The darkest secrets only I know,
And a friend of mine I trusted too well.

I'm dying for something I don't know what;
I'm dying for something that kills me.

When you can see the end of the road,
But the hands you carry remain empty;
Your shoulders weary of the load you bear,
The yoke of your deeds, the curse on your name.

In fear of the shadows surrounding you,
But a hope that whispers, "Carry on";
To leave the familiar behind,
To step into the unknown, into faith.

When you find the devil that shatters you,
In the mirror every morning, haunting you;
When your very being, the one you know so well,
Is the nightmare you live each day.