And who doesn't want to be someone else
Different life, Different destiny, Different self
Will I be happier? Will it be easier? will my dreams come true? will all the pain that I am going through disappear?
I need to heal, to stand again, to recognize my blessings, and leave all of this darkness and burning pain behind
Arms of my demons pulling me deeper
I will fight
I will try to fight
I cant fight
I need to heal, I need to be free from my own darkness, from self pity, from looking back
burning fire of anger is licking my existence, sucking reason out of me
I will defend my being
I will try
I cant
I need to heal, I need my weapons
my weapons... my book... my papers... my magical words, and magical worlds... they are my salvation
facing the tempest... facing the demons... Extinguish the fire
and my strange idea for today is
I will be someone else, and I will create my somewhere else
