Sometimes, when crying was not enough,
Not even shouting, screamin’ or saying harsh words...
I should have sung, instead.

And throwing the sight ahead was like floating on a seawater
as black as only fear can be...
I should have trusted instead.

And looking at behind was like sharp nails coming back to hurt
as only regrets could dare appearing...
I should have learned instead.

And the current moment is like a cold instant
as only loneliness may that freezing feeling be in...
I should have smiled and walked instead.

And life starts feeling quite strange
as only doubt and weakness could that feeling guarantee...
I should have felt the peace instead.

I think it was experienced all kinds of healing,
but the soul got more and more empty
and aching, the heart beats against the own human being....
I should have lived freely instead of losing mind and
happiness that was inside, outside,
everywhere I could place them to stay.

Cause the heart knows what is to be done, but the human
being has laid down all his tools and, at thinking of how
wrong he was, he doesn’t know how to do life right, safe
and warm.

Sometimes, the being stops, watching, but nothing does.
He always unknowns the truth.
Always, the heart knows, no one hears. When it stops...
the being has died. Only that time and for good.