• I suffer
    Alone and cold
    Holding a rose
    With nothing else to hold

    If only there were light
    If only there were love
    For i am nobody
    Who desearves to go to the above

    For i am no one
    That desearves to be
    A loving emptyness
    Inside of me

    For i am no one
    To desearve the
    No life
    No one shall be
    With me

    I am life
    I hold
    But a rose
    Nothing to see
    Nothing to unfold

    Forgive me
    Above
    For i need a knife
    For none is here
    I cannot strike

    If only
    If only
    The end was near
    But for me
    It is never clear