when i opened my eyes, light sparkled ,, the dream was terminated ,,a sunset had passed
.....eye lashes got inspired by magnetism of virtuality........
light sparkled,,,,the dream that was terminated.....
the clock that got killed..........
subconscious that got inspired by magnetism of nothingness.....
where are you now ?.....
who cares about past......
light processed....
the dream that had to be terminated........
a moment that had to be killed........
a dawn that never had any inspiration from sun,,,,
who cares where we are and how much time had passed,,,
where are you now?..........i stand alone!!
the dream that never had any termination,,,,
the clock that never existed,,
sun that never waked me up......
when i opened my eyes,,that was another dream....iris illuminated...illuminated
tears........body light as helium....closer i get ...faster beats my heart....
cold lachrymals...frozen heart,,,,,
but who cares ? cause she never cared.........
ima lying on waters.........but who is drowning.........
closer i get .........more beautiful you are,,,,,,
living on pills when i injected it,,it uses my subconscious to express itself....
i have only half answers...........
what is right and what is wrong........i dont care about
getting into black thing.........when i opened my eyes,,,,,,,that was another dream
....faint but dreaming.....believing the lie,,,,crucified by the truth,,,,
forced by lust ,,,,mastrubation a self abuse,,,,
i continue travelling towards faith that i embrace..............
what is right and what is wrong????.....who cares..
because i have only half answers......
a state between falling
and flying
between imagination
and idea
between apocalypse
and prophecy
between conspiracy
and tragedy
between colors
and emotions
between fire and infernal
between initiating
and healing
between shaping and visualizing...........
because i have only half answers for intention and half for consequences
dont what is right and what is wrong......i closed my eyes
...that was another dream....
walking along the streets,,leaning against walls,,,squatting outside shops,,,
travelling in buses,,,but destination unknown,,,broken rubber banded cell phones
are so appealing,,,we stop only for art,,in search of ambience we walk alone,,
we are freak,, we are creative,,we try weird makeovers,,we are pretty,,,we burn at
zero celsius,,,we are harlots ,, we are tyrrants,,,we love intricasy,,we get distracted,,,astrology decides us ,,,night life attract us,,love life we suck at,,,
dad's money we dont give a damn,,,best artists we save for,,hi life we pay for,,
we are harlots but then also we are glamorous,,,we are TEENS....but then also...................
i ingested that again.....that thing had a spirit or soul.........walls clashed,,,subconscious collapsed
...eyes wide open,,,,,compelled by inactivity,,,,eyes swollen,,,cursing my sins,,,,attacked by insanity,,,,,skinny,,,peoples staring,,i asked for rose and poison..........
" you never loved me darling
this will keep us together
a taste of poison and blood
death is all love has...
when sun shine it hurts
at every sunset my sins are forgiven...
you always thought i am lunatic
i still love your skin even it's used
darling that rose is for my grave
rest of poison is for you........
you see i am not mad....
my arms is waiting for you "
my arms is waiting for you "
