Gouttes d’eau tombant sur la surface lisse
Vibrations, souvenirs mu\u00e9s en douleurs
Si doux par le pass\u00e9 me brisent maintenant le coeur
Spasmes de la m\u00e9moire sur mes nerfs qui fr\u00e9missent<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Col\u00e8re et chaos, tout mon \u00eatre se r\u00e9volte
Se comprime, explose, pr\u00eat \u00e0 se d\u00e9chainer
Tout plut\u00f4t que souffrir, \u00e9chapper au pass\u00e9
Lib\u00e9rer la temp\u00eate que mon corps r\u00e9colte<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Fuite, oubli dans l’abyme des illusions faciles
Pour ne plus faire face, disparaitre, m’enterrer
Dissimuler le vide qui m’emp\u00eache d’exister
Me perdre loin de ma vie dans des mondes futiles<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Chagrin, tristesse, larmes, le poids de mes tourments
Cach\u00e9 dans les t\u00e9n\u00e8bres, lentement je m’effondre
Dans l’infini n\u00e9ant mon \u00e2me va se fondre
L\u00e0-bas, seul, sans personne, j’effacerai mon temps<\/p>\n\n\n\n
D\u00e9prime, d\u00e9sespoir, lassitude, abandon
M’enfon\u00e7ant dans les brumes, je quitte le combat
Ma vie n’a plus de sens, je n’ai rien \u00e0 faire l\u00e0
Coquille vide souhaitant l’heure de sa disparition.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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