You scan the palm of your hand
You scan the palm of your hand
Searching for a sense to your life
Searching, but you see nothing
Things come out of oblivion
Your head and your heart are fed up
Thoughts meddled your spirit
In your heart, pain is read
But your soul does not give up
Your soul refuses quitting
In chains it is still fighting
The suffering made you sick
Too often tolerated
It became a bloody prison
The extreme of your feelings
Fears became phobias
Wounds deepens
Tears will not wash away what is soiled
Listen to the roaring shadows
But you refuse quitting
In chains you’re still fighting
Your heart has sacrified everything
Ready to endure everything
Your spirit meditates in silence
On what no longer has any sense
I know what you’re going through
Hoping to pull through
But it does not happen
And it never ends
Forbid yourself from quitting
Because the past is not for living
Do not scan the palm of your hands
Searching for a sense to your life
The future is in her eyes
It’s up to you to write your line
As life is what inspire you