The blue sky
Red blood
And death

Are all that connect us

They say time heals all wounds
Honestly that is *******
Sometimes it doesn't matter what you do
Pain has dug too deep of a pit
There are instances where you lack the strength
Or can't find a foothold to climb
The distance up is just too great of a length
And then what good is time?
Some cuts never quit bleeding
They just slowly run dry your veins
Every day the sting keeps on repeating
Years pass yet the hurting remains the same

They say things must change
With me the whole world stands still
Life just stays the same

the call of the void.
I may not speak French,
but I seek the same:
existential freedom,
endless darkness,
eternal peace.