Beams of light lingering inside my eyes
Flinging memories on a closed heart
Stirring up the blind beliefs implanted in my being
Emptying the page I was still tearing
Pushing the truth out of its shelter to be reconsidered.
Invisible drawings on my palms, carving statements for a future time
Tickling fragile dreams, grasping them in disbelief
Promises used for the quick gains, decomposing and rotting in falseness
Mysteries being left behind with so many missing pieces
Games calling loss upon all the players to change their misguided intentions.
Abandonment bringing the dark as a permanent sight
Flinging mud at the ruler of my mind
Running towards a dying tale, ending its illusionary trail
Locking time in the present second, ceasing its fidgety waltz
Tricking the sun to vow it will never vanish and leave another void.