We suffer
We are hurt
We are not brave
We cry
Its a dessert with lot of feeling that keep us away from finding home.
Its a place with no exit .
Where I lost what I work for and my effort is vanished as the rain of sand at midnight.
Im a good person but theres evil that kills my fun and all that remain is nothing.
No way back to normality, what is this sensation in my heart when I think about it.
It penetrates so deeply that the emptiness feels alone too.
Theres nobody
As the sky is full of stars but with no air.
Life whats this?
Might I be somewhere else and I'm attached to the idea of this eternally.
Let me go where I have to be now.
Where my questions become notes and my answers psychodelic music that trembles my soul and finally I might go.