Its happening again...
Its happening again... I am forced to letting it go... I know its not going to come back... I know it was my last chance... ... i have tried, hard, hard enough. ... i tried holding onto it. ... it flowed out of my hand like sand... My hands are empty, feels like lost i have it. lost everything... Hope its only a bad dream... Hope i wake up, gasping for breath... Hope it all ends there... ...but was that not what i had thought before... ...was i not waiting for a dream to end... ...its happening again... ...its happening again...