You're falling through thorns.
You're drowning in an abyss.
You're choking on air.
And you can't even miss.
All that you've been through,
Can't believe you got so far!

You've been shot with hurt.
Stabbed by exsistance.
And killed by love.
You still go on,
Knowing all you've worked for is gone.

Stop being ravenous over regret.
Stop loathing over guilt.
Stop devouring your beautiful soul,
Because you know it isn't over.

There is love in life you charish.
There is hurt in the world you run from.
But is frogivness from the heaven above.

You just need to know where to find it.
Knowing that the thorns won't pirece.
The abyss will end.
And your breath will be plenty.

Feeling that hurt will dwindle.
Eyeing that exsistance much longer.
And adoring the love around you.

All your regret will turn empty.
Your guilt will fade,
And your soul will be renewed.

Just trust what I say...