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Joana.
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You drink some more
So you can drown yourself
In an ocean of numbed feelings
And quiet thoughts
I have no escape
Nowhere to turn to
No one to comfort me
But you
The sun shines through me
And burns my flesh
I try to move so it can burn some more
But it hides from me
I seek comfort in someone's words
Yet those words were left unsaid
Someone else never came
And although the sun has reappeared now
I no longer feel like burning my flesh
I do not feel the company it once provided me
And even in my oldest dreams
I no longer find solace
All of them have been blown away
By my stormy thoughts
And I stand here now
Limbless
Waiting for a sign
Hoping it won't give me the answer
I've been avoiding all this while
And the sun burns through me again
And it bothers
It brings unbearable discomfort
And I wish it to be gone
Rain clouds, please approach the site
Please shower me
Make me ill
So you can kill
The thin strain of hope that once lied in me
Let this feverish headache
Be cast away from me
And let me return healthy again
And with you by my side
To slowly caress my aching soul.
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