I saw a God crying,
With tears turning into silver.
Curious, I started asking:
"Why does a God quiver?"

He looked at me with strange eyes.
Inside those depths are dancing dyes.
I could see a fatal sign
That this God is intoxicating; so divine.

I cannot make this God mine.
Someone so broken, needs the blessings of time.
But let me show you a crime.
Let me embrace you, hoping it will be just fine.

Forgotten feelings.
Unearthed memoirs.
A relapse...
How suffocating.

I tried grasping some sense
From a withered feeling.
Locked for ages, I felt
A nostalgia seeping.

Shadows greeted me;
While drowning my existence.
Even my trusted allies
Failed to show their presence.

My essence has been devoured
By inner demons awakened, I tried
To understand how I denied,
The past I secretly buried behind.

Why did I become so blind,
And moved backwards throughout time?
Clinging on a simple dream,
Dreamt by a twisted mind.