Gift...

No,
I can’t see the light
I can’t breath
I can’t pretend anymore…
I’m trying to be me
And I want you to like me at the same time…
There is a rollercoaster on my hands,
There is a rainbow painting my skin..
I want to believe that,
There is happiness at the end of the road
There could be another story with you….
I’m trying to rebuilt a heart full of ashes,
And I’m giving you my poor core,
My poor kindness,
Please, don’t destroy the last resource I have of power,
I have no soul,
I have no hope
Without my chest biting paused…
I’m opening my heart honestly once again,
I’m trying to trust
I’m trying to have faith;
I don’t care if we are together tomorrow
Or in two decades,
I will wait for you,
Wait until the end…