lørdag, september 25, 2010

nummer 1

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!



2 kommentarer:

Maria sa...

Jeg får vondt i hjertet mitt, Ruben! Håper du vet at jeg er her for deg!

Ruben i Oslo sa...

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