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