rewind looping

quedas en la nada → alguien te da amor → revives → se van → vuelves a caer en la nada → otra palabra de amor te revive → otra vez te dejan → otra vez la nada.

I remain in nothing,
nothing,
nothing.

Then one word of love
brings me back to life.

I live again,
I breathe again,
I become something again.

But then they get tired,
they leave,
and I fall back
into nothing.

Nothing,
nothing,
nothing.

One little word
makes me live again.

Live again,
fall again.

Live again,
disappear again.

And the loop begins.

......    ......

I fall into nothing…

nothing…

nothing…

Like a broken doll

left inside a music box

that never stops playing.

Then one little word of love

pulls the thread

inside my chest,

and suddenly

my porcelain heart

begins beating again.

I live again.

Again.

Again.

The carousel lights turn on,

the stars remember my name,

and Wonderland whispers:

“Stay… stay… stay…”

But people always grow tired

of fragile things.

So the music slows down,

your shadow walks away,

and the flowers inside my lungs

begin to die again.

Then I fall backwards.

Back into nothing.

Nothing.

Nothing.

Everything rewinds itself.

The clocks walk backward.

The mirrors repeat old memories.

My soul loops

through the same dark hallway

again

and again

and again.

One word revives me.

One silence destroys me.

Live again.

Disappear again.

Live again.

Disappear again.

Like an old carnival song

melting into static

while the carousel spins forever

inside the dark.

And Wonderland keeps whispering:

“Maybe this time

they will stay.”

But they never do.

So I become nothing

again.