The twisted truth escapes your mind
when you’re intoxicated with the lies
You can't run, hide beneath the black sheets that console you
You are cold, alone, nowhere to go
Emptiness boiling your blood to release the virus
But once upon a time, a few tragic lives ago
You remember the whispering wind
Light that tolerated the unforgettable future at the palm of your hands
Simple happiness seen through the transparent smiles
So foolish to think this desecrated world would grant mercy to feelings
And then your stuck once again, the mosaic stained glass shapes like an hourglass carving distance faster
The few seconds to feel when the Utopian world slips and
cuts you like a paper cut
So you remember picturesque scene but not a perfect world