I want to flee far away,
To leave behind this pain and woe.
And hopelessness, like steel, once more
Has bound my hands in its tight hold.
This world has become so strange,
I wish to overcome all bounds.
I long to see the distant feast,
The endless horizons all around.
I want to flee far away,
Leaving that life far behind,
Where emptiness is but a lie,
Where life rushes down like a stone.
Only dreams remain in life now,
And shadows of past years gone by.
At the edge I cling with all my might,
Beyond which lies the only reply.
Let there be just one chance left,
To conquer every misery and fear.
Then we will triumph over dread,
As soul and flesh reunite here.
Euthanasia
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