My emotions become painful, and I am drowning in an overdose.
Look at me who has become ugly, and so, where is the Messiah?
I am breathing because of pain and suffering. With this, I feel my heartbeat.
Whose fault is it? Is it your fault??? Is there… no answer…?
No matter where I run, I cannot rest. All that remains is loneliness.
I know me.
Do you know everything?
You know me?
If possible, please know me.
I am not sad, so hand over that so-called salvation!!!!!
A disastrous scene. Begging for forgiveness, I am staring into the mirror for checking the answers.
“Just lonely”???
Can you understand this suffering??? Hey????????
If others shed tears, it’s the pity of a good child;
If I laugh, it’s “an orphan, filth”!
Killing my emotions, continuing to breathe───
“Everyone is like that,” is that supposed to be a comfort???
I have seen it many times. Those who unavoidably bloom to the end and live by killing their lives.
Can you save them?
If so, go and see the graveyard of fallen angels that you have no way of knowing.
Being kept alive by pain and wounds.
Please laugh at the memories of the winter bruises.
Hey, I don’t believe in you, nor do I believe in God, but isn’t it about time you saved me?
If I could blame it on someone, would it become easier?
I cannot even become that weak. I am incomplete.
I know me.
I know everything.
You know me?
Don’t tell lies!!!
If there is no salvation, hand over that medicine!!!!!
Look who it is the ruined form of a snake.
Thought it was love? It was just a plaything.
Killing myself, and stopping my breath,
I will teach you, “You people are exactly that.”
I have seen it many times. Those who unavoidably bloom to the end and live by killing their lives.
Can you understand it?
If so, come with me to the graveyard of fallen angels that you have no way of knowing.
* My English isn’t perfect, so there may be some mistakes.
