When silence covers you
on the inside
looking for a way out
just some crack or hole in your skin
to pour out from
not like blood but sweet
like honey
a slow, sticky flow
of silence
finally

I can never rest from restlessness
there is no room
no space for questions here
just a lingering feeling
that I should try to say something
try to rip the secrets open
and spill their insides out for once
tell the truth like it was supposed to be told
with a smile
and a stare
doubtlessly

The whole of me is a broken
principal of life
The life in me is a restless soul,
The tears from my eyes are water-
like clear,
Yet the colour of the tears from my
heart is red

The lies in the mirror hide away the
truth,
Causes my pain to play hide and
seek,
My face shines like rays of light of a
golden red sun,
Chasing away the cold and bitter
nights

When I stare in the mirror I see a
reflection of my image,
My own picture plays tricks on my
thoughts,
It tells more about my outward
garland,
Yet my own presence is poisoning
me,
Killing softly, the fraction of my true-self

The lies in the mirror hide away the
reality,
All the drama that brought about
scars to my heart,
I look beautiful in a size seven,
But take a walk in my shoes,
And realise I'm size sixes and
sevens,
Living in a minus heaven
The whole of me is a broken
kingdom,
A suncity with dark empty streets,
A black night, yet a piece of my
shattered heart,

I smile, dance, sing, pose and feel
like everything,
Yet I'm nothing but lies in the mirror