Sometimes just sometimes we start to think that heaven looks like hell
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Another day in this place, another day wen I chose to lie. This had to be heaven, but now it resembles the hell. But I’m sure for you it’s the heaven, You can do whatever you want here. But…I can’t, I’m trapped between this four walls, like a bird trapped between her cage, only this cage of mine is bigger.
But, I’m not a good bird, because I always try to fly away, away from you, From everything. Every time i lose a feather because of that…And I lose some strength, and I usually cry. I think i cry because I feel lonely, strange, maybe even if i know that i don’t have someone there, i still wanna go. I, at least have my friends, even if I don’t really know if i can trust them, they are still there right?
Maybe they are not, but in this place, in this haven, this heaven that trying to keep me hurt, I think I start to forget my way out. It seems I can’t find my way home. The faces of those people i miss so much, start to fade as fast as they appeared, I’ll never see them again.
Your heaven is trying everything to break me down. You know this remembers me of a song, strange but i can still recall the lyrics, i think they were like this :
Another day in this carnival of souls
Another night settles in as quickly as it goes
The memories are shadows, ink on the page
And I can’t seem to find my way home
Resembles a lot with what I say, is like my own story was written between these lines. How can so many feelings fill the soul of a person? I still wonder, and I still keep the hope that soon enough i will break free.
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