Another poem bred in hell
I thought I won, but lost again
You left a seed, grew into a ****.

A **** that doesn't let me breathe
Paranoid schemes that you used to feed
It suffocates my lungs, my heart
Strangling my chest
a doubt tearing me apart
The notion that you are not what you are

Fear of lies, fear of what may be
And I won't be able to see
Your lips they are for me
Is that dream real? I can't believe.

Why you don't reply my mail
What do you do when I'm not there?