Morbid

Uncovered emotions wriggle within. 

Things are often beyond my control. 

Yet, the heart wants to change the world. 

The time moves with no goal. 

Do you know why I don't paint? 

Because I can't afford a studio. 

Do you know why I don't play? 

Because I can't run anymore. 

Time fights against my emotions. 

The illusions return for you. 

Now and then I am and was the same. 

I never could stop and behold the new. 

Do you know why I don't sculpt? 

Because I can't afford the raw materials. 

Do you know why I don't shoot? 

Because I can't afford either productions or guns. 

I feel like flying in the air. 

But not alone. I need you by my side. 

From golden mountains to blue sea

I need you like a bright light. 

Do you know why I don't fight? 

Because I can only afford to write. 

Do you know why I don't die? 

Because I can only afford to write. 

But the time does threaten me

To snatch my pen and phone. 

I still can survive 

But I do feel all alone. 

You know why I didn't tell you

That I indeed liked you. 

Because I was always afraid

To survive in a future, new. 

The time is running out soon. 

I could never see my future. 

I'm still in the same state

Without you forever. 

That's why I write because

It was cheap indeed. 

I still can afford it with

A life so morbid.