Bad Times

Bad Times

When I’m forcing through the pain
I laugh
When I think of the times in peace
Knowing that it will end so soon
And there will be sunny days again

And the blood
It will be washed away, and I will smile
But now it hurts
And I do my best to think it through
By thinking of the things I’d like to do
When it’s over

Pain will soon vanish, but so will your life…

It’s cold
But I won’t freeze to death
I’ll just be strong till tomorrow
Then I’ll be having a good time

Need food
But still, if I ate I would be craving for more
So I wait
Every second leads to a start, but also an end

Would it be best to let it all go…?

Can’t take…
Now I resent those happy days
When I felt bad

More blood…
I bleed from my cold wounds, refusing to heal
I feel empty inside

I don’t care if this is the end
I’ll try, to pretend
I will live a new life, where I’d be just fine
And where the sun won’t deny to shine
When I’m forcing through the pain
I laugh
When I think of the times in peace
Knowing that it will end so soon
And there will be sunny days again

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