My eyes started bleeding when I saw how bright the sun can burn
I laid back over the hill, stretched until I hurt.
I arched up towards the sky, my chest swollen by unspeakable pain.
My heart is tired.
Love. It feeds me but it is gone.
Oh, god!
I can’t see anything. I can’t move.
It is all in my head, isn’t? But why do I still want to die?
I wish the earth swallows me whole
I wish I feel nothing.
I wish I am gone.
