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Wounds not to Heal

I left

Descended from the path of life

Captured by my own demons

Demons I can not resist

The emptiness is filling me istantly

Aggression transfers into cold

Doubtness in everything that others press "like!"

When I see hate covered with "Mask of Love"

Is this kind of madness

Or I am just the broken part

All ponds that I see

There is thausands of them

They still grow up

They consolidate into one

And flood my life

They still grow up

Pool into lake

Lake into sea

Sea into ocean

They still grow up

And never stop

The Most important thing

In this place of void

Is not to hurt anybody else

But this is too much difficult

Wounds not to heal

Wounds not to heal

Wounds not to heal

Wounds not to heal

Because unit is not important

I am not important as well

This is the greatest consolation

That is my personal exultation