Don’t know what to believe in anymore,
taking nothing for granted.
Got nothing left to hold me,
soon my name will be on granite.
I’m sure people will think theirs,
I’ll probably be judged as insane.
But none of them can know how it is,
nobody can take this much pain.
No need to fight it anymore,
just have to say a few things hurriedly.
Want to make sure my voice is heard,
right before they bury me.
I’ll always be true to you,
even in death my word I’ll be keeping.
I hope they let me bring memories,
I’ll bring the one of you sleeping.
Don’t feel sorry for me,
or mourn me when I’m gone.
Cherish your memories,
remember the things we have done.
Imagine me sitting on your shoulder,
just like an angel would do.
For the rest of your life,
I will be watching over you.
So when the last drops of red,
seeps out of my wrists onto the carpet.
I hope I’ll have the strength to remember,
to think of you as I enter the darkness.
Wipe away your tears my love,
there is no more need to cry.
When I envision your smiling face,
I’m no longer afraid to die.
Skrevet d.
12. marts 2009, 17:55
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