It never ends,
It'll always be;
My homeless friends
Know what I mean.

It always hurts,
It hurts my mind;
My thoughts are birds -
So nice and blind.

It suddenly
Begins to kill...
It is for free,
It is for real.

I close my eyes
And see the dark;
My faith is night,
It fills my heart.

The anger grows
Inside my thoughts,
I seem to fall...
It always hurts.

Now you should guess
What did I say?
You think it's death?
I think the same.