In mess
I try to find the end again An end A start even To then thread inch by inch But it hits me, cruelly Without mercy it pushes me down Takes the line from my hands, wherever I have taken it Leaves me terrified in tangled ropes To find the end again An end A start even To follow it in pain Trying this and that to suppose some semblance of happiness Why am I so stuck with you? And why does it hold your picture up? And then hits me And then takes the signs away Leaving me hurt and aimless To find the end again An end A start even