My eyes, they lie;
an awful lie they tell,
My brain trembles;
by this sinful spell.
My mind, it splits;
bipolarity and depression,
My teeth plaques;
from witty perception.
Let my sight be blinded;
by love whom existed none,
Hell awaites my hollow chasm;
my life pointed by a gun.
Apr 24, 2017
Apr 24, 2017 at 1:51 PM UTC
My eyes, they lie;
an awful lie they tell,
My brain trembles;
by this sinful spell.
My mind, it splits;
bipolarity and depression,
My teeth plaques;
from witty perception.
Let my sight be blinded;
by love whom existed none,
Hell awaites my hollow chasm;
my life pointed by a gun.