Jag förstår inte vart det kommer ifrån.
Allt detta som gör så ont.
Allt detta som gör mig så trött.
Jag trodde jag hade gått vidare från detta livet.
Allt var ju bra.
Glädje & hopp fanns överallt.
Men så kom skuggorna tillbaka, sakta, sakta.
Hur länge orkar jag?
Ingen vet.


I need you, I think.
But you don't know, and maybe you never will.
I miss you, now when you're gone.
I'm sick and tired.
I search for some light, but it's nowhere to be found.
Feels like I'm burning on a cold winternight.
Why ?
What have I done. Why do it feels so sad?
I found out that I can't laugh anymore.
Am I burned?
Return, oh please, joy, return.
It's a shame that I feel sorry for myself.
But I've got nothing else ..
Shut up and suffer .. it's time!