July 20, 2015


Sometimes you think the clouds are lighter
Sometimes darker
Sometimes so pure,
Sometimes just so deep

Deep within our fear resides
Deep down the veins,
Deep down rides the anger
Deep and deeper

Oh, you don't know what it is
You don't know what it means,
To be left aside all so sudden
To be left aside all by me

The pain, the cure, its all a myth
For no one is real in this world,
For no one realizes what someone means to you
For all that glitters, is not gold..

1 comment:

  1. the Myth of hope that never lets to move on the Myth that lets to wait, to believe , to have faith