Falling

Falling

 

I am falling and I have nothing to grab

I am shivering; it is as cold as a slab

There is nothing above and nothing below

Everything around me is as dark as a crow

I can’t see the beginning nor the end

I can’t even see my very best friend

This is a big black hole in which I am in inside

At the end there is a rock in which I will collide

I shouldn’t have jump, I should have stayed

The happy person is a part I could have still played

It would be a lie but it’s what I do best

I feel nothing is something no one would guess

I care about nothing and I push people away

Everyone is far and that is where I want them to stay

I don’t want to live but I don’t want to die

I just feel like I don’t want to live a lie

I put up walls and I don’t want anyone in

Everyone tells me that that is not the way to win

I trust no one and I don’t trust what they say

I feel that way always, every single day

Living this way is a choice I made for me

But it is also a choice I don’t want anyone to see

What should I do and where should I go

What can I say if this is something I don’t want to show

I am not going to commit suicide; I don’t want it to end

I just want it to be ok to be without a single friend

I guess I will keep falling down this deep dark hole

I know someday will be the end of this very long show