la Liberté

La Via Alva
2 min readFeb 27, 2022

always one hand on life, or death,

some tried to save me but I rest.

to climb the final, and last, I bet

I am the last one to take the test.

I see through, fuck it I see through it

I see through, fuck it I see through it

like a symphony, it all explodes, the world is gone

and my problems finally solved.

to my family, the guilts all gone,

my problems are never ever spoken of.

excuse-moi d’exister, forgive me the sentimental note

that its easier to burn it in fire than to expose

excuse my existence, the guilt is very strong,

but when vodka had me nothing mattered in this world.

La liberté, la liberté la liberté from everyone.

La liberté, la liberté la liberté from the truth i’d done

La liberté, la liberté la liberté from everyone

La liberté, la liberté la liberté of what he’d done

some might not believe me when I ask for forgiveness for what i’d done

I hurt myself through the liquid that burnt lust on my tongue

even still in my person, I love to feel inhibited and young

like a blanket it makes me feel better than anything I had done

even in my person, there is one, Rouis Santí had come

I need to shut his alter off and fix what he had done.

he is so damn strong, but I believe he is finally gone, I want to have my red

wine, and not worry he will come up, to face him I expose, the truth of every

hurt, he is the abuser, so I continuously hurt myself.

La liberté, la liberté la liberté from letting him take control

La liberté, la liberté, la liberté from alters, their all gone

La liberté, la liberté la liberté from everyone

La liberté, la liberté la liberté from what I had done.

ooooo, ooooo, ooooo, oooooooo,

I deserve to love myself, live as her, only me, I deserve this chance to prove

Rouis Santi wrong.

I know if I go to tell the truth, go back to my old ways, my close friends will be

gone.

I deserve to live my life, and express freely like anyone,

but I know if I tell the truth about Rouis Santi all I love will run.

so I hide him in the closet of my mind and day dream one day to drink wine

La liberté, la liberté la liberté from everyone

La liberté, la liberté la liberté from everything I’d done

La liberté, la liberté la liberté from those I love.

La liberté, la liberté, la liberté from loosing all control.

English version of Soolking feat. Ouled El Bahdja — Liberté, in my own interpretation of dissociative identity disorder.

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La Via Alva

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