Hemorragia

The air escapes me in a single breath
I'm still sitting here and I can't say anything
Life passes and passes and I look at it in passing
Screwed for thinking that nothing is as I imagined

Mired in a state of anger that never ends
I maintained self-esteem while the wound bled
The mistake was always mine, and while everything was getting worse
The wall that I sometimes clung to was breaking down

I've lost my patience, I've lost my endurance
I have lost myself, who has always been the most important thing
I have no desire to move forward
And after all I have seen that this has been great for me

I haven't spent a second without thinking that
I've gotten used to the cold while my heart burns
I was very close to being able to hold on
But again the same shit and I'm late again

I'm fed up, this is no way to live
It's taken me more than a month without knowing what the hell to write
And when something finally comes out, does it have to come out like this?
Mentally exhausted without being able to give more of myself?

It's been a few months since this has lost its grace
And I feel so empty that not even what is mine satisfies me
I don't even try to stop this bleeding
And the letters that I teach you have more blood than magic

Sitting at a computer leaving my eyesight
My mind telling me to fight and resist
My chest forcing me to turn off and give up
And my eyes flooded with wanting to be an artist

Sometimes I can't stand the pressure that rope makes anymore
I've been pulling for so long that I've run out of strength
And if that moment comes when everything goes wrong for me
I cut the cable to the microphone and send everything to hell

I'm beating myself up, but it's mental
Because sometimes I need to get all the evil out
What I have stored inside, and in the face of a lethal poison
I don't mind getting hurt if I've already opened my mouth

My habit every day was to lie and pretend
To then smile and thus pretend that I don't care
Now there are few left who ask me: How are you?
Because they want to see Dante, and not the person who suffers from it behind

If it hurts when I write, imagine if I sing it
You don't know me from seeing me from time to time
Despite what I've experienced, I still get up
So don't question me by saying that it's not that big of a deal

What you see is what I have, what I feel and what I was
And now I feel like my body is tired of continuing
They ask me to leave it, it's okay to suffer
I have always been what I have been, not what they expect of me

All my life wondering when
I was going to get out of the well that I never get out of
And instead of coming out I notice that more mud enters
I don't see the end, I'm drowning

And I understand that everything gets cloudy and goes out
And if it's all dark, what do you want me to do?
The rope squeezes me, it breaks my throat
My soul hurts, the blood doesn't stop

I fear life, I fear destiny
I'm afraid of losing everything we had
I'm afraid of staying halfway
And not recognize the steps I have followed

I fear the pain, the smell of oblivion
And today it hurts me so much that I forget to be alive
I have cried more in two months than when I was a child
And the pool of blood became a river

I don't know whether to stay or get out of here
I don't know whether to wait to stop suffering
I don't know whether to leave me, stop complaining
Lay down and let my end come near

I guess we all go through this
We dream of something, and we have the opposite
We suffer, we cry, we fall, we bleed
But they don't give us a spare heart