Crônicas de um Universo Paralelo

O sentido da vida, é a ambüidade das metáforas...

quinta-feira, dezembro 05, 2013

Ending

Let the bullets sink in my chest. Let the fire burn away my soul.
So much unnecessary punishment have I received. I'm not even sure I can be evil enough to deserve it.
I felt so many different pains for others and myself. I thought myself up to the task.

My heart wishes no more love, nor to be loved.
My conscience wishes no forgiveness.
I no longer live for myself, for I can no longer see why.
I live because I must. Because my passing wouldn't be free.
It would only cause more pain to others.
So I move forward.
Till the day I'm no longer required to.

I live to pay. I live to be punished.
No love nor afection should be spared for me.
For I wasn't born for such.

I wish no sorrow, nor pitty.
I wish no love, nor forgiveness.

I wish only for peace and understanding.
And more than all, I wish for the ending.
Where no happy ever after would top,
never after ever.