Reality is the only dream I live in, I've stopped searching for the clues to the life of my destiny. 

I feel left all alone as cold as a stone that's covered by snow. Today felt like a silent picture searching for sone colour in it's world.

The ones that I trust are only happy when I hurt, I fought all my demons by my self when I was been kicked lying there in the dirt.

This picture was painted by an artist with a broken brush that had no thirst. It's colours were as dim as a fire fly been swallowed by the mist.

The road in this picture leads to a dark place were silence lives. Were screams feed the heart beat life that makes it hurt.

Were pain will not go! It gets deeper as your tears only make it grow. The trees have no leafs! Only branches filled with lost memories that twist.

The rain drops are cold, the wind seems to whisper shhhhhhh! Like it knows. It wonders and moves around this picture with no were to go.

The moon is dim it's light has run away from the night, taking away all the stars that shine bright, because they happiness never felt right.

Come with me into this picture that's so cold.

JidosReality 4.4.13