Can you imagine what this life is
Everyday the same old truama
I sometimes wonder what past karma
that I am now in this state
Without love, support and faith
How long can a man survive alone
Everywhere around me there is misery
Each single person has a problem
And is a problem in himself
What is this life
But a question each day
I cease to exist
I fail to understand
My mind runs a thousand images
My heart beats an extra time
I don’t know who I am
I don’t know what to do
All I know
Is that I am going deep
Inside a dark hollow tunnel
Which has no end…
I am falling
I am falling
And I am falling..
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