A Year Ago
A Year Ago
Everyone i loved one of the most died
Memories plays with your mind
Only thing you can do is fight
A year ago everything started hard
I did and do thinks that just then get start
I can't write this poem without tears
I see the one in front of me again
And one of them, we were like yin and yang
Every evening i think of them i cry
I fall down at a time
But c'mon ist not a crime
Sometimes i can't say no to the knife
Its just something in my life
I fight to keep the last people who i love with me
But Because of that i'm not free
If they weren't here i will be dead
If i only write this they will get mad
Only of that though i will be dead
But you know sometimes it not really sounds that bad...
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