TyaZ
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My Soul she cries
My soul she cries, but I keep quiet
And my thoughts, just another riot
I can't see anymore, everything’s so bland
But my soul, she gives me her hand
Is suffering just human fate?
Does it come from fear, does it come from hate?
Real suffering is the devaluation of being, the degradation of the soul
Because what remains then, is only the perpetuation of this hole
The soul she screams
Don't think that way!
You are mine, we are united, everything is fine,
Listen to your dreams, and you'll be okay
And then the soul tries very softly
But I'm still not listening, unfortunately
Because the fear is so loud and suffering is slowly poisoning my soul
And once again, All that's left is the emptiness that feeds this hole
The real suffering that comes from devaluing the self
And the body, more and more tired until it loses itself
And the body becomes numb, and the soul becomes dumb
Because all messages crumble to dust
Only fear is there, no more trust
And so it is born, the path of self-sabotage
Because striving and winning become camouflage
What is life? And the soul she means
It is not about what, it is about who!
So listen to me, life is you!
But I don't pay attention until the light of the soul finally goes out
And I'm crying, asking, and asking, what is it about?
I feel separated from the soul, it shouldn't be like this, not like this
Because without the soul I'm not whole, I miss the soul, I miss
And this emptiness, this hole, feels like a permanent diet
But now the soul is so tired, is not heard, so she keeps quiet