29 January 2013
And how happily I would fall if I were to fall at all.
And how blissfully I would sleep if I were granted an endless dream.
Spare me your excuses, I'm worthless, I am nothing, Oh how joyed I would be if you accepted the simple fact, That you and me, We aren't alike at all.
You wait for life, I tither on the line between dream and reality, The border that won't let me reach death.
But oh, how happily I would fall, if I were to fall at all. And how blissfully I would die if I am nothing, nothing at all.
Allow me an escape. I beg of you. Let me fall. Let me dream. Oh spare your excuses.
I was merely born to die.
Escape • Opuss № I