Guess it will never ever end
Maybe it is a part of me now
Guess I can never ever blend
Maybe hidden in my past is an unspoken vow
The oath to never forgive or forget
To be cold-hearted when he dies of regret
For his falsehoods, to not break a sweat
To show life, I have not given up yet
The oath to bravely carry on, be it dusk or dawn
The oath to accept the flaws, be the storm's cause
How can I forget it all?
Act like everyone around
As if I didn't fall?
The bitter truth of life wasn't found
By me, oh so eventful dread filled was that night
The curious mind and stupid heart's fight
When life smacked me down with all its might
And I still got up trembling to see the truth and find the light
How can I expect that over is that bloody combat?
Do all these people not see, or unlucky was only me?
Why is trauma a part of me?
Can't it just go away?
I try to set myself free
But it has all of me in every way
This ivy is growing over my life of stone
Whispering at midnight 'You will always be alone'
And indeed I fight all of them on my own
Here not dying daily in itself is a milestone
I never ever wanted, to be haunted
By that oath that has filled me with self-loath
Guess I would die in regret
Of the vow I unwillingly took
Maybe I can never ever forget
Trauma has me on its hook
Guess I am just a puppet tied with trauma's strings
Guess I am the fallen angel who failed to sprout wings
Maybe I can't break anyhow, that ill-fated unspoken vow
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