the blackest of my hearts

maybe i should cry

maybe i should deny

my tired face looking so grim

a jarful of thoughts is waiting under the sheets

another sleepless night

i don't feel ashamed

i feel no guilt

i need to stay alive

since there is no time

since the sands still flow

i will be there

the blackest of my hearts

the sweetest of my words

am i strong enough?

i'll never forget

everything lives

until my flesh will be no more

a sense of deep frustration tinges with black my heart

i cannot cry i want to die

a grandeur manifestation of a wrong self-addiction

there's no end to ease this pain

lost in those eyes

stolen by that scent

digging down my skin

shivers that cut like sharpened knives

my wounds

will they ever heal?

this story is a black spiral without an end

carry me follow me deep into this hell

take my hand know and everyday of a life that won't exist

are we gonna meet again someday? so many years from now

when i'm asking you is more than everything

no more compromises