Now, I'll just tear the pages,
Rip every bit apart
Lock my thoughts in cages
And exile my own heart

I'll savage my feelings  
And blindfold my visions
Coz, I am done with the killings,
Of my naive emotions

I am not the crazy one here
Neither was my love
You wouldn't mind counting my tear
As the sky shatters from above

The state of my mind
Is not, even near to insanity
I have put everything behind
Coz, I am not greedy for eternity

Letting ooze out the filth
That's clogging my entire body
So I don't feel the guilts
And put blame on somebody

Inking with bright red
For every mistake I've made
Never shall I be sad
For I'll soon be laid

In the soft mud, hugging the ground
The underground creatures my friend
With whom I shall surround
As my breath has come to an end

Be happy, unlike my depression
Killing me rather softly
But don't kneel to this depression
Coz, you'll also die slowly...




©sim