Here back again,
Yeah.
in this addiction.
Yeah.
back in the same ol’ limbo,
Yeah.
Stuck another time in this clock,
waiting that the sound just stop,
in this nightmare come to life
where anything passes and lies,
why am I lying to me, i don’t know,
what I surely know is that I fall.
I fall.
I felt again in horror.
I,
I fall.
I felt again, in horror.
Not even time has taught me how to be,
how to behave, yeah, no,
this is a circle that even a dog would ‘stand,
in this run away like to get cocaine,
but it’s cheaper and softer,
deeper in coscience,
and you need just to think,
that everything is limpid,
to get the wolf to become a sheep.
A sheep.
A sheep, that I know it’s not a wolf.
So why;
am I, still here;
pretending it’s not a wolf.
A wolf.
Bite me already, as I;
already beat me down.
In this sound,
of the clock running by.
Yeah.
I fall.
I felt again.
In horror.
About the Creator
The Mager
Just a man in a mission.
Studying nuclear aerospace applications by day,
dreaming in the arts by night,
living in a contrast between me, my dreams and my destiny
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