Coldest July

Life is a gratitude, and death is guaranteed.
The thin line between them is crossed.
There’s so much pain when you face this animal, and from now on there is no turning back.

Your hardest fight against an invisible foe.
A new beginning, every day!

You will not be alone, on your farewell.

You Wake up, one day, and you don’t find yourself.
I can feel your pain through every word you say.

Regrets for the time they’ve wasted, while you sleep this deepest silence.
I can, hear you even louder, with all the memories inside my head.

Knocked out, you give up, without the will to fight.
No shame, no blame!
Meet you on the other side.

Born, rise, regret!
Life is a gratitude.
Grow, create, die!
Death is a guarantee.