I’ve seen fear
I’ve seen pain in his face…
Fear of being known, yet pain of solitude…
I can see the truth through all the lies
I can see the world even through troubled eyes…
"He wants to cry
On someone’s shoulder
He wants to lie there on the floor
Next to someone’s feet
He wants to talk about it
With someone who understands
He wants to sit
Next to anyone
He wants to scream out loud
But still he finds no meaning
No answers at all
He used to find comfort in peace
Now he will choose hell over heaven
He feels the fright
He can see the death
He can see the emptiness
He can see himself tearing his own life apart
With anger
He wishes to surrender his soul
He can’t separate his fear from his pain
And now he is just empty..."
Little, Big
2 months ago
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