Feeling the heaviest and most polluted weather
with my most erroneous senses
assuming every time the situation that you are not
when I go home wrong
nothing is funny anymore
I'm disoriented
desperate...
Is that if you do not come back
I will continue to die every day a little
I live absent and dawn without you is thing
crazy.
is that without you the hs
they have color to darkness
and to full duel
things have changed
I'm alone and I'm afraid
Your words run through the corners
even here I can hear it
and every syllable breaks my heart
because qizas I keep hope
just as one day you will return
I'm torn to pieces
desperate
Is that if you do not come back
I will continue to die every day a little
I live absent and dawn without you is thing
crazy.
is that without you the hs
they have color to darkness
and to full duel
things have changed
I'm alone and I'm afraid
And although it seems an exaggeration,
I feel like I'm in exile,
being in a pressure cooker,
of depression and feeling.
I'm drowning,
I'm dying
and I can not stand it anymore.
Your words run through the corners, even here I can hear them and every syllable breaks my heart.
Is that if you do not come back
I will continue to die every day a little
I live absent and dawn without you is thing
crazy.
is that without you the hs
they have color to darkness
and to full duel
things have changed
I'm alone and I'm afraid
Only among all we can make this a better place :)