size 29,7cm x 42cm, handcut on paper So I can breathe, Before I suffocate. Before it’s all too late, before I die this way. I need to breathe, before I sleep away. But there’s something left to say. Can you help me? Sadness I embrace, left with empty promises. In need of you.All the things I left unsaid, I meant to say before you left. I thought I had the time to wait. Now it’s too late to tell you. Too late.Don’t Hold me back. I have to Move on.I’ll fill the water to the brim. Scalding water to comfort my skin. Once the waters to the top, I’ll go in and i won’t stop myself from diving in. Falling asleep again in the tub. I don’t want to hear you call from above. I’m drowning.I couldnt ask for more. Your love is the greatest gift of all.I’m burning inside and we both know why, ‚cause you’re mine.Heaven’s gone and hell is here, There’s nothing left for you my dear. So grab a glass and pour a drink. Learn to swim before you sink.In the cold of the winter breeze you think everything about to freeze.Mental illness is a serious issue. The „Save Me I’m Fine“ ambigram is used to address depression and anxiety, and it’s like having a secret message and illusion, because people can see it as „I’m fine“ but in reality that person should be saved at all costs. I’m naked and shamed, a moth to the flame. Just take my hand so we can both drown.Heaven’s gone, the battle’s won, I had to say goodbye. Lived and learned from every fable written by your mind.Broken, I’m moving along. All I got left, is coffee, cigarettes and mixtapes on old cassettes.You can keep all your apologies Those words are worthless to me And I don’t wanna hear that you’re sorry. Your words mean nothing to me. You mean nothing to me.Wish I’d died instead of lived. Diaries left with cryptic entries.I was born just a little bit different. I tried to fit in, I got sick of it. You say I’m just a loser, I can never seem to get it right. But I’m learning my worth is more than your word.Sometimes I just wanna run away. I only wanna disappear far from here.Middle fingers up, if you don’t give a fuck.„You can trust me“… „Yes, sure and pigs may fly“I licked it so it’s mine.For a moment, I’m a poet without words. Speechless ‚cause you love me at my worst.Baby, I wanna fuck you, I wanna feel you in my bones. Boy, I’m gonna love you. I’m gonna tear into your soul. Desire, I’m hungry.Let the water flow with shades of red now. Arrows black out all the light. Death is riding into town with armor. They’ve come to grant you your rights. Hail to the king.Burn, and let your soul be free. We have given a name. In death we are all the same. Remain, black flame.Soap bubble dreams, nothing is as it seems.I can’t feel my senses. I just feel the cold. All colors seem to fade away. I can’t reach my soul.We’re the dying, we are the damned. Baby go ahead. I’ll be the villain you can blame. I’m the diva of the damned.I don’t believe I can ever be free, living with the devil inside.Dear „Bad Luck“, its time to break up.Rock music knows more about the kind of mood i’m in, than i do.„Feeling Blue“ B – ehind her L – aughther nobody saw her U – nbearable E – xtreme pain.This life can cut like a knife, it leaves lines and divides. Cut up into pieces, I can’t stop the bleeding.Du hast all die bunten Farben um mein Leben bunt zu malen. Und bist du grad nicht da, dann denke ich daran, wie wir mit all den bunten Farben einen Regenbogen malen.Here is my heart. I need your love to heal me and mend the brokeness.I come alive, when I’m falling down. I let myself go, ‚til I hit the ground.Oh my Love, take me away. Take me to places, where hope is not merely an illusion.I’ve been searching for an exit, but I’m lost inside my head, Where I spend every waking moment wishing I was dead. For a few minutes get me away from here, wipe away my tears.I’m worrying, I’m worrying this time I’ll never heal.WELCOME TO THE WRONG MOVIE. ITS CALLED „MY F***ING LIFE!Got my heart in a cage and my soul is afflicted. If doubt was a crime, then I’d be convicted. A voice in my head says I’m better off dead. Tell me, where’s the comfort in the misery?