IV
Always thinking
Never acting
Will I forever live this way?
With my mind in disarray?
I take a sip from my cup
Thinking what I am not
The red wine from the glass
Is a bloody mirror that won’t last.
Simply poison to my mind
Making thoughts go wild
This glass contains all my sorrow
That makes me feel completely hollow.
With lies I try to change reality
But is a result of my own negativity.
Yet I continue to see the bloody world
And my story shall forever be untold.
V
Lost today, the same way
My mind begins to wander
Hours pass, till at last
I wake up in an empty room.
On the walls, there are masks,
Whose faces stare at me and laugh
And the picture, from behind,
Recalls the good old times.
But that feeling turns to pain
For what I had were lies I made
Ooohhh, the memories seem so alive
Even though the colors are gone.
Can’t escape my imagination
This pretend world has become my sanctuary.
Why I’m I addicted to those lies,
When the person I once was
Has now become my shadow?
VI
No need no alcohol
To escape this sad world
Don’t have to smoke my lungs
With stinking cigarettes
My only holly drug I use
Are the lies I abuse
VII
Do I need to say goodbye
To what use to make me smile?
And can I live it all behind
When memories come to mind?
I don’t want to feel this way
But my heart just won’t obey.
Tring to climb this endless wall
Will sure to be a nasty fall.
Doesn’t matter, day or night,
I keep searching for what’s right.
-So don’t judge me-
I’ve been at my worst
Yet pulled it together,
Searching for the lost
Just to wander forever.
You know how it feels
To wither inside
Like a tiny flower
Under the cruel sun?
-I will break free-
Don’t need to be told
What to do or to say,
Every single word
Is a distance away.
-Got to break this chains-
From around myself.
I will not admit defeat,
Keep carrying on my feet.
I won’t fall in the abyss
Searching simply for sweet bliss.
I can never change the past,
So I’ll make it not last.
VIII
Oh, sad man, why is life so miserable?
You make it so yourself and still complain.
Wise man, why knowing feels so treasonous?
You choose not to be blind like them.
Rich man, why beauty is so expensive?
You can see it free of charge.
Oh, poor man, why can happiness be bought?
You can never sale it in the first place.
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