...The Last Inch Of You...

Everyone has his last inch of liberty. That tiny space represents everything you are, everything you have, everything you want to be. That little space represents all you have to say.
Your personality, your power of speech and feel, or honor and your will to live lies there. It's your little kingdom, untouched by the hands of time, by the sands of deception. That's your little fetus, your never-growing baby, your eternal love, your missed boyfriend, your lost time, your integrity... That's all you got, that's all you will take to the afterlife.
Don't ever sell that lost piece of your integrity. That's the last inch of the freedom you think you have. That's your image in the mirror, when you think you are bigger than you are. You really are, but you never want to be.
You never want to be that person you see in the mirror every morning. You never want to see again that face, those eyes staring what you looking for answers when you have nothing to say. That image that brings all the scars you got from the flow of time and from your acts.

That's never gonna be what you want. But it will always be what has been left for you... Those are the tiny debris of your life...


Ouvindo:

"Oblivion Ocean"
Pain of Salvation
Entropia - 1999