Bring Me Back to Life

Things seem to just repeat itself.

In the night I’m capable of being the sun.

In the morning I’m capable of yawning.

In the evening I’m thinking of killing.

So on, and on, and on…

I am tired of thoughts

Put an end to me

Or to it, so I can still stay.

I need my serenity.

I hate miserable me.

Bring me back to my life.

Bring me back to me.

Erlangen, 6/11/21