Eyes exposed, starting at the dark
The world stares back like a shark
Looking for a helpless prey, to hunt
Me down, the naive grunt
Caught in a meaningless war
Every brand new day I wake up
I wish to hide but I rub
My face using shaky hands and water
Trying to forget it. Mutter
Me the last wishes she had
Am I simply too afraid to
Face the hardships? Or is it you
And your cold face haunting me?
I'm free, but how am I free
When I'm bounded to the ghost
Of my past, something long lost
To what is not real anymore
Because of my faults. No more
From what has happened back then.
It's too early, I'm not thinking straight.