When the war ended...
I walked home all alone,
Through dark savage greenery.
I walked home all alone,
Stopping and reading letters on every tree.
I walked home all alone,
The blood forced me to close my eyes.
I walked home all alone,
Eager to reach home and open my eyes.
I walked home all alone,
Laughing at the sight of life.
I walked home all alone,
Wishing there was more to this void.
I walked home all alone,
Walking through dead bodies packed in a sack.
I walked home all alone,
To get my soul back…
It's become a daily routine,
I know it sounds baseless and insane
But now its happening all the time
And I am worth not a single dime!
No matter how much I try
And fight this unbearable pain
It stays the same
And keeps coming back again
To pinch me on my neck
And puncture my brain
To weaken my heart
And kill my body
Which soon enough won't remain!
All I want is one kind word
A final goodbye
An answer for every "why"
And then let it take over
And stab me with its sword!
The rashes are here
So is the pain
From now on this game
Will be played in vain…
