Halfway the path of this mortality
I found myself running from my life
Blinded by my own self who couldn’t
stare to the past and didn’t care to guide
As I stumbled ahead where no soul was allowed
where the sad sky doomed such piece of land
Got myself stuck to the ground
More and more trapped in quicksand
Sink even more if I tried to get out
Surrounded by ***** actions, touches, thoughts
Knees so deep and no others to shout
Reduced to anger and screaming across
the sky and above even under the plains
Even though it’s existence i’ve never considered
Looking desperately for that one being to blame
Oh if only I was given a mirror
Aug 3, 2020
Aug 3, 2020 at 2:12 AM UTC
Halfway the path of this mortality
I found myself running from my life
Blinded by my own self who couldn’t
stare to the past and didn’t care to guide
As I stumbled ahead where no soul was allowed
where the sad sky doomed such piece of land
Got myself stuck to the ground
More and more trapped in quicksand
Sink even more if I tried to get out
Surrounded by ***** actions, touches, thoughts
Knees so deep and no others to shout
Reduced to anger and screaming across
the sky and above even under the plains
Even though it’s existence i’ve never considered
Looking desperately for that one being to blame
Oh if only I was given a mirror
