My chest expands as I inhale the morning breeze.
My direction unknown, wander off enjoy the complaceny,
feel good about beeing alone.
As sure as I once fell asleep,
I will surely wake up, confused,
awakening leisurly. Got the sheets around my head,
strangulation analts. a day I?
d better stay in bed. Though everything seems fine
thoughts I can?t explain comes rushing through my mind.
Surley things will turn out fine for me,
but things comes back to haunt,
we just have to wait and see what fate has planned
for me. As I sit and watch the setting sun,
nothing?s lost and nothing?
s won. Am I liberated from the things that held me
back or are the leash just given slack?
All the questions block my head cerebral haemorrhage
awaits, is there a difference to wake up dead?