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I wrote this today... I feel so depressed...
Without a Heartbeat.
I only think how lost I am,
how I escape from myself...
how I try to cover myself and flee.
Only to find myself in front of me.
I smiled, not me, my other, in front of me,
but my heart no longer beats.
Not dead, almost, but not alive.
My soul no longer wants to stay.
I smile, not me, my other, while I cry.
How strange!, to cry, to smile, and to not [have a] beat[ing heart].
My future is to flee, even if I cry.
My future is to not go back.
My future is of silence, of loneliness.
It's of nights full of darkness inside the blackness.
It's of turning my cheek whenever I feel sad,
of hiding when I cry and of denying my pain.
It's of forgetting, of being ignored,
of getting used to having no one by my side.
It's of never laughing and smiling towards forgetting.
It's of being a ghost inside light.
Once again my mirror smiles at me,
once again I cry without consolation.
This is how it'll always be, I realized.
This is how my life will continue, until it's forgotten.
Without a Heartbeat.
I only think how lost I am,
how I escape from myself...
how I try to cover myself and flee.
Only to find myself in front of me.
I smiled, not me, my other, in front of me,
but my heart no longer beats.
Not dead, almost, but not alive.
My soul no longer wants to stay.
I smile, not me, my other, while I cry.
How strange!, to cry, to smile, and to not [have a] beat[ing heart].
My future is to flee, even if I cry.
My future is to not go back.
My future is of silence, of loneliness.
It's of nights full of darkness inside the blackness.
It's of turning my cheek whenever I feel sad,
of hiding when I cry and of denying my pain.
It's of forgetting, of being ignored,
of getting used to having no one by my side.
It's of never laughing and smiling towards forgetting.
It's of being a ghost inside light.
Once again my mirror smiles at me,
once again I cry without consolation.
This is how it'll always be, I realized.
This is how my life will continue, until it's forgotten.