• Little did i know that an empty space can be filled with so much sadness.
    My heart is black and my youth is and always will be gone.
    Some part of me died and although that part is still alive, it will never be the same.
    Let the angels take the anger.
    Let the angels take the sadness.
    Let the angels take, so everything you gave will always be in our memories.
    Please angels, save this unrested soul and let it cross a line no body can cross.
    Let you rest instead of living to die in aggony

    Blessed be and may the pressure fade