It's taking me.
It's taking me, this pain i feel.
It's breaking me.
I don't know who i am.
Or who you want me to be.
But im ready to change.
For this is my final break.
This is the final take.
I'm not the one who gives up so easily.
But perhaps it's for the best.
Maybe it's time to let go of all of our fears.
All of our fears and expectations.
So i let these tears speak for itself.
As i begin my final cry, my final journey.
In these deathpacing valleys.
This scream has come to an end.
When suddenly this man speaks to me.
With a calm voice of trust and heart.
Not to give up.
I say to myself.
What is there left to fight for?
I gave it my all.
Maybe to an extent where i gave to much.
And forgott on that empty road of mine.
Just how to forgive, how to take.
What's rightfully mine.
I ask the;
So why don't we walk these streets hand in hand?
Hold eachother tight.
Take care of one and another.
Why don't you just..
Take care..
Of me.
Just to afraid to make mistakes and bleed.
There's someone waiting much to need.
There's a million different ways to live.
But she's asking me for something i can't give.
I don't plan to escape this fate of mine.
But when i'm with you..
It's the only time i don't wish i was somewhere else.
// Martin Heleander
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