It shocks me when I'm reminding things

I don't know where they could come from,

so far away that I can't trust in me.

I shock you when I tell about it 

and you don't seem to care,

you keep on thinking it is a joke by myself.

Moving through the unknown

I've no words to prove you

what I'm seeing through it all.

I don't need to give you any evidence at all.

There's nothing new,

can't save the strong words I have heard you say.

Another time at this point again,

defeated and enraged.

Now it's time to explode,

to open up my heart

reaching memories that don't belong to me, I will.

Bringing to light what is still in darkness.

Maybe it will come someday