"goodbye " 2/2
I’ve held the knife, felt it’s cold kiss, wished the world would vanish, longed for the abyss. But I’m still breathing, still tasting the fire, burning the rage, climbing higher and higher! You poke, provoke, think you own my soul, think your darkness can drag me into its hole. I see your tricks, your lies, your cruel game, I shut the door, I burn the frame. Everybody wants that, according to you, but fuck your torment — I’m breaking through! I’m alive, I’m raw, I’m still here, I scream my chaos, spit my fear. Goodbye, you shadow in my mind, I leave your poison, your bullshit behind!
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