It's like that
Every break up brings me back
Twists me up
shuts my mouth with normalcy and stuff
My poetry is magic - have to take care of it
Control well the energies - keep the spells with me

And I see myself
roaming the world without your hand
And I see myself
utterly lost but you're not to blame
Woke up from a dream, where the shapes were beautiful and sweetly moving
now I must learn living
so my eyes can see the shapes as they are: as in a dreaming state

I'm writing in a sweat - people will be there
maybe I need to accept my fate
Everything is periphery to me.
but fighting is hard, i get no pleasure from it

I can see myself
drowning after you
people make me drown
and beauty will creep
everywhere
it is.