I can t remember anything Can t tell if this is true or dream Deep down inside I feel the scream This terrible silence stops it there Now that the war is through with me I m waking up, I cannot see That there s not much left of me Nothing is real but pain now Hold my breath as I wish for death Oh please god, help me Back in the womb it s much too real In pumps life that I must feel But can t look forward to reveal Look to the time when I ll live Fed through the tube that sticks in me Just like a wartime nov
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