词:DJ 纪轩
曲:DJ 纪轩
The pain is real. Not metaphorical, but a persistent
dull ache in the organ behind the left chest
so severe that even breathing requires deliberate effort.
I am like a body with its spine removed
paralyzed in every corner of life
even the strength to crawl up
and drink water borrowed from others.
My stomach felt as if filled with cold lead
heavy enough to make me unable to straighten my back
It turns out that discomfort
has weight and scenttartar taste
a sense of sinking.
Tears have their own will. They flow when I attend meetings
when I eat, and when I try to smile. I cannot control them.
I became afraid of sleeping. Because the moment I wake up
I relive the fact of losing you
as if sentenced to punishment every day