Depression

Jeg har hatt en merkelig periode i det siste. Det virker som ingenting er det samme lenger, selv om alt er forbanna likedan fortsatt. Vet ikke helt hva som skjer. Prøvde å sette ord på det. Her er det som kom ut av det. Enjoy.


Depression


A dark silence threatens to reach out
To give the hand they carved in stone
My breath - like ice - is melting

The nervous skies ahead of me
Can't seem to be built by clouds
And the ship sailing towards me
Can't seem to reach land

Shape my path in front of my eyes
But keep the truth shut
The door open wide in front of me will
Close itself and reveal the days

The gift you gave me I kept
And I words I cared for as my own
But your face I can't remember

Only in darkness will you be spoken of
But only in the light will you be seen
So, now, take my hand and I'll pull you closer
Let's see the world for ourselves

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