anotherlastchance
Your never not you
- Feb 3, 2024
- 94
A world no one knows
There is a world, no one will ever know.
A world I will warn you about because I hope you will never go.
A world that will chase you farther than your biggest dreams.
No one will find you, they can't even hear your screams.
And there you are, all alone. There is no way out, no way to go.
It's like another time zone, a place where you will disappear.
And the distance will grow, just as the fear.
The brightness in your own eyes, you won't recognize it any more. Your beautiful laugh, it's different than before. You're laughing and smiling, even when you feel like dying.
And no one will notice, they will never know. How you got into this world and where you will go.
While you're losing yourself, over and over again. Until you're too tired, you don't want to begin. You're just hoping that this will be the last time crying. The last time you're so desperately hoping for peace after dying.
When you die, you have no idea where you will go. But the pain in this world is so real, there is no place to care, even if I don't know. I'm falling, and I'm so far from home. I'm stumbling and crawling, screaming and crying, and how hard I'm trying. It will always feel like I'm dying.
There is a world, no one will ever know.
A world I will warn you about because I hope you will never go.
A world that will chase you farther than your biggest dreams.
No one will find you, they can't even hear your screams.
And there you are, all alone. There is no way out, no way to go.
It's like another time zone, a place where you will disappear.
And the distance will grow, just as the fear.
The brightness in your own eyes, you won't recognize it any more. Your beautiful laugh, it's different than before. You're laughing and smiling, even when you feel like dying.
And no one will notice, they will never know. How you got into this world and where you will go.
While you're losing yourself, over and over again. Until you're too tired, you don't want to begin. You're just hoping that this will be the last time crying. The last time you're so desperately hoping for peace after dying.
When you die, you have no idea where you will go. But the pain in this world is so real, there is no place to care, even if I don't know. I'm falling, and I'm so far from home. I'm stumbling and crawling, screaming and crying, and how hard I'm trying. It will always feel like I'm dying.
