I will let it fade into the ground,i will let myself believe in that crushed thoughts that feed me somehow.
Ain't it a shame just like the seasons change,the sun doesn't shine anymore,Life doesn't fears me for some unknow reason...i'm the one who gets scared.
Even when i felt into the ground i was able to get on my feet,without hesitation...why won't i be able to do the same this time!?Probably because this time the wounds are deeper, and the fear of Lost consists in gaining some time to re-organize the mess that lives in our brains.
I wish i was braver,i wish i could feel like a warrior,not scared,not afraid,not death...