To Be Alive

Tell me, tell me, tell me
What the world used to be
Tell me, tell me, tell me
Darling, what was wrong in my deed

Shall I stay or shall I go?
Am I torn or am I whole?
Weeping child in me still holds on to the hope

In this empty hollow
Left no right path to follow
Only lots of pain to borrow
Just pull the trigger and let it flow

Tell me, tell me, tell me
Darling, if there is any fantasy
To move on without a heart within
Tell me, tell me, tell me
Sweetheart, this illusion is now my reality
Unveil my soul and see
What I used forever to be

Days turn into years
Rain drops are as bitter as tears
Bloodred stains of broken dreams

Tell me, tell me, tell me
Dear, what is it to love
Let me be, please, let me
I don’t want to be a lost one
Tell me, tell me, tell me
How is it to feel real
How is it to be alive

Published by Linlin

Editor, poet, translator

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