And I'm just alive-

And as I feel the blood dripping from my soul, it reminds me of the invisible wounds I carry within me. I've been keeping so much within, not letting anyone in on my secret. It's time to break free. I feel trapped in this cage of love, unsure if I'll ever be able to escape. Will I emerge as a sinner or as my true self? Lately, this urge to run away has been weighing me down. I'm torn between living and dying, but it seems like both paths lead to the same outcome. I'm exhausted from being a person I'm not proud of. It's time to go, but should I leave as a complete monster or as someone who has learned from loving intensely and having deep regrets? But once I'm gone, I yearn to reunite with you. Yet, pondering what lies ahead, I wonder how it would be. You being mine and I being yours, only to be torn apart. "Oh sweetheart, you show up just as I'm trapped in a tomb, facing the agony of death. All I desire is to break free from this darkness, which envelopes me tightly."