I wanna look like the midst of midnight, beautiful and burning with stars. I’m longing to feel more than a simple thought in someone’s mind.
I wanna be full with light and life again, maybe finding my purpose. I no longer wanna be that rotting corpse, being eaten by the maggots.
Though my mind is full of diseases and uncured sickness, I don’t think the time of happiness will ever come.
Death hasn’t touched me, but to all I love I am dead.
I wanna be full with light and life again, maybe finding my purpose. I no longer wanna be that rotting corpse, being eaten by the maggots.
Though my mind is full of diseases and uncured sickness, I don’t think the time of happiness will ever come.
Death hasn’t touched me, but to all I love I am dead.