Torn Being

I wake up, it's dark

It's cold, but I'm not freezing

I don't know where I am, don't know how I came here

I try to get up, but I'm paralyzed

The last snow is melting, it's march

It's always cold in march, isn't it?

I'm trying hard to remember

What happened yesterday, or was it the day before

I see blood beside me and on my hands

I see your face

It's raining heavier and life is coming back to my body

I try to find the moon, but it's too cloudy

I try to move - and I can move

I try to make out where I am

There's a lake with silent waves and there are trees

I see your body with dislocated limbs

And I see your face

"My shivering hands vainly try to touch your face

Something holds me back approaching your face..."

Your eyes are open, are you crying?

But these tears are rainwater filling your eyes

You don't move, you don't answer, you don't react at all

It smells like burnt rubber, I see a car

And I remember it was ours

And now the fog is clearing

Very slowly I begin to understand

Begin to understand

We wanted to end our lives

Of sorrows and agony

We wanted to escape

And now you're dead

Now you're dead and I'm alive

Why do I live when you're dead

Why should I live when you're dead