I wear them to hide my eyes
To hide my face
My disguise from a world filled with lies
You see...
Everything looks pink and pretty
So much better than the reality
I don't wanna believe in the dark things
Ugly things
Scary things
Nothing is what it seems behind these lenses
The world is but a dream
With pretty grass on both sides of the fences
Rose tinted sunglasses
Help me through
Show me all the good in you
And when I look in the mirror
I can see what you do
Rosy cheeks and a beautiful smile
Can't you see?
That's why I haven't taken them off
In such a long while...

The world is a place of unreliability. There is no promise. There are no things to be assured. We can spew words and make them happen; but we can never be certain they will occur until executed. There are people that value themselves more than they value others; although there are people that have the capability to value others over themselves.

We all walk around like we know everything. Like we know God. Like we know death. Like we know love…but we don't know anything. Our feeble minds aren't willing to tell us that. They let us think narcissistic, egocentric and arrogant thoughts; while dismissing the ignorance of it all. All of us aspire highly. Dreaming for success. Hoping one day we can get there.

Then what?
Everyone will forget.
Everyone will be gone, along with the memory of you.

If you had an hour to live..
Would you spend that hour saying that an hour isn't enough.

Restlessness makes my nights sleepless
Overloaded thoughts make my lights stranded

My mirrored reflection affects my emotion
Finding the old me, now lost in the sea, never ending
Waves that never cease my ease, bewildering

Kisses pushes me to the dark,, hugs causes me to bark
Stars from far above filled this emptied love

Voices Rant, faceless haunt, memories taunt
Goodbyes are beginning, the ends are starting


© Pax

In a moment I knew I am cold
I began to prolong
The things I got used to
Never minding the numbness
And  the blasted frost bite.

I guess I got used to this feeling
    the make-shift of emotions,
Never falling.


*© Pax