my dreams involve a passion from my heart
lost in this world,driven so far,
far from any reach and beyond.
you are a word of silence
is this loud spoken phrase
a book without name.
hidden on a shelf,
far,far from any reach
reminds a neverending depth
layer upon layer of shifted emotions
, backgrounded by changing states of mind,
replenishes the body with constant fear
keep second guessing the reliability of the estranged,
misleading behavior,no emotion what-so-ever
we as humans go a step down on an evolution level.
the masks we used to hide behind
taken us by surprise
they are in control of us
we are a shell of a shell of a spent bullet
no more meaning just sickens the essence.
diluated teardrop in an ocean of rain
all these humans make me go insane
it hurts to find out that I am lost
when I need to be found
shredded shattered ,sceam without any sound.