For meg så er det viktig å kunne utrykke følelser gjennom ord, gjennom sang, gjennom dikt. Dette her er en sang som jeg skrev for litt over et år siden.
Every minute is a fight
It’s a fight of surviving this life
This pain I have inside
Not much of a perfect life
Every day is a fight.
It’s a fight about death and life
I’m a victim of my old friend’s crime
Just pushing me around
Everyday I’m bleeding inside
My own blood is eating me alive
So many scars in this life
Memories is destroying my mind
Is this how to live the life?
A life of bitterness and hate
Every day is a fight.
It’s a fight about death and life
Thinking about suicide was on my mind
The only reason to live, was because of Jesus Christ
Depression and emptiness
The memory of my old life is still hunting me down.
Every day is a fight.
It’s a fight about death and life
There’s a place where I can rest
Please God! Take me home now!
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Jeg får vondt i hjertet mitt, Ruben! Håper du vet at jeg er her for deg!
jepp
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