Untitled, Ou -Deeper into emptyness-

There was a time,
When were a light.
But I can not remember…
How it was, neither where…

As far as I remember,
I was running away.
Keeping straight forward.
Trying not to worry…

It was like a little voice.
Inside me, trying to be heard.
In my head or in my heart,
I can’t hear it anymore…

“Run, Run little me,
You know better than anyone else,
You know your future,
Run as far as you can…”

I did, somehow, follow that path.
Where did I go ?
I, unfortunately, don’t know.
But it’s so dark…

Inside my own soul,
I can not find a single sparkle of light.
Am I so deep I can’t even come back ?
Can’t I even be helped ?

I ran toward faith,
Or just ran recklessly…
Is there any difference ?

There was a Time,
When were a Light,
But was it my life,
Or only a dream…

How did I end up like this,
I can’t explain myself.
Somehow, I know where I am.
Will I ever find out how to get out ?

It’s dark,
It’s cold,
It’s empty,
But it’s my life.

I still keep running,
On a thin bridge, that is,
Around me are only darkness.
Behind me is erasing as I run.

At my right, there is a wall,
After a large hole, that is.
At my left,
Just the same.

How I know,
Is because each time I fell,
It was the same place,
That I ended up.

In front of me,
There is always a little shine.
Each time I seem to catch it,
It fade and reappear further.

Struggling into sadness,
Crying all my sorrow,
With my feelings of emptiness,
As my heart is thrown…

Feel it like you want,
I’m dead inside,
There’s no way to resurrect me.
There’s no need to try.

As the time goes by,
As the feeling are slowly missing,
I’d need someone.
But I can’t find the right one.

I can’t turn back,
As I’m so deep…
I wouldn’t have the strength…
To get back up.

Where is the promised light ?
Where did the hope gone off to ?
Why are they always lying ?


Why do they keep killing me…

Why can’t I stop it…

Why am I still here…

As my soul’s gone,
As my Heart’s dead,
As my head’s now of no use,
As my body’s only an empty shell…


How much do I hate my own life…

I hate it … I just hate myself as I live..

…can’t take it anymore…
…can’t stand up anymore…
…can’t say anything…
…can’t see anything…
…can’t hear anything…
…can’t fell anything…


~Sebastien~