Blurry

Sometimes I try to remember the times of youth
And other times I try to forget the past and the bad consecuenses.

I know that someday these memories will be blurried
I hope someday the past stay the past
And I hope the future bring the nostalgia for the good times

Sometimes my body remains frozen and paralyzed
The ghosts of my soul corrupt my spirit
And the demons of my spirit wispered in my mind

How can I scape?
How can I make amends for bad decisions?
How can I heal the scars from bullets made of words?
How do I get out of this labyrinth?

I'm sunk in this human sadness
My knees can't cushion the fall anymore
My mouth is too dry to ask for help

I doubt too much about the afterlife
But I still believe my soul is in hell
Is this all I will know?
Or is this just a long phase?
A kind of preparation to come out of the shadows

How can I scape?
How can I make amends for bad decisions?
How can I heal the scars from bullets made of words?
How do I get out of this labyrinth?