Letras
The thought and the chance
To lose or perhaps to gain
A newfound worth or disgust
None the wiser could know
Why is it my burden or blessing
To be the one to go through this loss?
To lose or gain a chance at living
Why must I be this bearer of such burdens?
To be this fortunate or cursed
I know not the difference
With such weight on my shoulders
Again, I must continue on the quest given to me
It's not a question, it is the answer, I will be the victor
I'll die too many times and not have learned
The lessons forced upon me
I live not for myself
But for some greater good in this hell we call home
I no longer exist here among men
I've succumbed to an unknown force
It's reduced me to nothing
I am not here even now
Where am I as I still breathe
I'm not alive, not to feel
But rather to suffer and die
A lifetime that spans eternity
Too strong to selfishly close the book of life
This terrible nightmare that I'm living
Must be all in my head