I was thinking a lot about pain today and how certain people have the power to rip you apart, and even though you don’t know how you could possibly still function, you do. How resilient is my heart?
I should thank this person for bringing me to life again, because out of the pain came renewal.

You have killed me- Morrissey

Pasolini is me,
Accattone, you’ll be,
I entered nothing and nothing entered me,
‘till you came with the key,
and you did your best but…

As I live and breathe,
You have killed me,
You have killed me,
Yes I walk around somehow,
But you have killed me,
You have killed me

Piazza Cavour,
What’s my life for?

Visconti is me,
Magnani,
You’ll never be.

I entered nothing and nothing entered me,
‘till you came with the key,
and you did your best but…

As I live and breathe,
You have killed me,
You have killed me,
Yes I walk around somehow,
But you have killed me,
You have killed me

Who am I, that I, come to be here?

As I live and breathe,
You have killed me,
You have killed me,
Yes I walk around somehow,
But you have killed me,
You have killed me

And there is no point saying this again,
There is no point saying this again,
But I forgive you,
I forgive you,
Always, I do forgive you.