Face me

I’m cold, but I’m awake

And fragments of my memory are randomly erased

Like the picture of your face

I tried not to forget

The anesthetic effect of time that passed by, constantly

And my head seems to explode

What else could I feel, but scorn?

My anger has become a silent thorn under the skin

Still waiting to break through

Face me, I’ll chase you / I don’t need a guide to your mind

Come, face me, I’ll trace you back /our beauty we’ve left far behind

Come, face me, I’ll chase you / to bury your light in myself

Come, face me, I’ll trace you back someday, I’ll trace you back anyway

But solitude remains

Your former shine became so dull, the mirror of a soul

I’ve found myself inside your heart

I’m cold, but I’m alive

And I tear aside the walls to find a way outside again

But I end up in the next maze

You never knew I was here, you’ve never seen me here fighting with your fears

And take the torment on myself in existing inside you, living inside you