Cpr

Breathe you son of a bitch, don’t you dare let go!

Too young to die, to vile autonomy

No response and a pulse at an all time low

Please wake up my friend, I can’t stand here watching you die

Mouth to mouth, still no sign of life

Come on my friend, you can make through it

Hang on, live on, get through this day

Wake up, stand up, don’t fuck me this way, way!

Pinch you hard, but you won’t move an inch

Eyes are closed, reflexes motionless

Skin is moist, stiff, white and cold

Can I accept that there’s no more I can do? (do!)

The irony of fate

I’m sitting here crying: too proud to admit that I’ve lost it

The grim grip of reality sweeps me whole with misery

A friend so colourful, his body’s left, absent of soul

Freezes my thoughts, my will live, if there are lives to take

Who wants to give?

Eyes are blurring, is this a dream?

What’s happening to me?

It’s dark, cold and I can’t see

Can’t feel the blood in me

Emptiness, I’m falling

Illusions flash aside

A struggle to recover, inside I slowly die

I’m the fucking victim here!