She is lonely and she can’t share her loneliness
She is drowning in a deep sea where she can’t pull anyone with her
She is dying slowly and she can no longer bare this pain inside the bones of her chest
She can no longer feel joy, she can no longer feel alive
She is drowning in a sea of agony and despair
She is burning herself with the flames inside her heart
Her room is everywhere she wants to be, and her pillow is all she wants to hug
Her stuffed animal is the only one with whom she wants to talk and let everything out
The voices inside her head are pulling her to the deepest black ocean where no sunbeam can penetrate the surface
Sun, are you still there, with your shinny laughters and contagious beautiful energy ?
Or is it an everlasting sunset ?
Where’s your sunrise ? When will tomorrow arrive ?
