I can’t bare the lies

the despair in those eyes

they tell a story

a story I want to scream at the top of my lungs

of which I can’t say a word

 

the sadness can’t be compare

illusions are gone

do not care

do not stare

 

Thy mind wouldn’t cope

thy mind will burst

 

blood would not come

water will float through the core

 

do not care for the worst

it is all for their glow

 

yet say to them all:

            sorry is for strong,

            blood is for weak

 

no end can be describe

those eyes can’t be understood

a dynamite of time

about to cry

 

BOOM!

no time is infinite

no days are count

 

no numbers can tell

the colours that blend

when it comes to an end