domingo, 22 de março de 2020

The (in)sane Asylum

22, march, 2020 - Daylight

Let me remember when did I felt like this... Fine! It was a thousand years ago, freaking fell alone, indeed was I. Like reality itself was denying my birthright... mostly like mud waves keeping my weeping dripping, my suffocating eyes unable to scream. At least, my voice to turn things bright.

My edeavours of you beeing around are now dust, like in those old days.

It's another day caged again for devious reasons... again!

Ready or not I'm couting that you feel the same... again I know it's not the same.

I rely in a silent, dumb, crazy, innocent, nuts hope you'll wish for me as I wish for you!

I hope you realize that my friend! How I like you, and how I will miss you!
I've gotta go for sometime cause I am in pain. I'm sorry I couldn't take it.

I'm Crazy maybe on falling for you so many times.
I want you to be happy and I hope you feel the same about me.
I wish us to be more than friends, and I can't just think otherwise.

Take care in this hard times.
I can't stand anymore beeing alone with you, I do my best to not break your trust in me
Sometimes I think: "I wish you punch me in the face so I can feel that I'm real".

I have so many good memories about us, about your dreams, fates...

Now I've gotta go!
Some tears are falling
But now this isn't the end I hope!

When I get better I wish we could be alone again without suffer...


(just tell me you don't fell the same and I'll know that everything written isn't in vain)

THANK YOU FOR EVERYTHING MY DIMY EYED WARLOCK.