I'm lost again, falling down the stairs on my way down to hell.
Where the devil is waiting to torture me and double the pain I feel in every inch of my body.
And I keep falling asleep in the most inappropriate places at the most inappropriate time.
I can see everyone standing right next to me, but I can't hear a word of what they are saying.
I try to talk but my words strangles up my throat and as I hit the floor I can see a glint of you smiling in my thoughts.
And not having a clue of what's going on inside my messed up head I just keep on dying slowly just as the dry flower withers.

I remember that every part of my body froze to ice when I took those small steps to say hello, my silent voice trembled and the words were too small to exist.
One day you'll be gone far away from me and my anxiety will take over my body as I try not to miss the smell of your neck in the cold evening.
I'll be walking at the same street as we did hand in hand, with you in my blood because you are the only drug I am addicted to, and I'll fall down on that cold street shaking because after all, what would the grass be without rain? And what would snow be without the freezing winter? What would cars be without gas? And who the hell would someone as weak and damaged as me be without you to pick me up, dust me off and give me back everything this world took away from me?
Time is going so fast that I can't even remember to breath sometimes, I'm standing in the dark room looking at things that doesn't exist, then I remember how the bed was in the corner and the closet next to the door. All the memories I once covered the walls with, i remember the smell of a teenager living there and all the things on the floor that wasn't important anymore. Suddenly I'm starting to recognize the room I once lived in. Now I wonder how the things that were so bright slowly became so dark, as I sit here and try to figure it out, you're somewhere else trying to figure out the exact same thing. So if people need air to survive and flowers need water so they won't die, how did the world get so messed up? All it needed was sane individuals who could take care of it. But instead we're all just a bunch of fuck ups that's slowly killing the planet who was formed by us. Well, if I die before planet earth does I just want you to know that I would take a bullet straight through my heart just to save your life, I'd give you my lounges if you needed new ones. If you got asthma I'd quit smoking just so you could breath easily. And if you die tonight, I'm gonna be right by your side because there's no chance in hell that you are going to get drunk in heaven without me.