The more the night darkens
The more my pen bleeds
The more my eyes tear
The more my heart cries
The more my inner soul dies
The more my dreams expire
The more I shout
The more I talk
The more I feel
The less I Express
The more it hurts
The more it heals
The more it scribbles
The less it writes
The more it goes wrong
The more it moves away
The more they judge
The less they understand
The more I scream
The more I shout
And then they day approaches
And then it starts
the lovey-dovey game of pretension
I start the false stories
I start the illusion of love
And it goes far from reality
close to opacity.......
©lyfsophy
L