“illusions or confusion”
the cold blade upon my skin
send shiver up my spine
an easy welcome to death
an easy good bye to all of nothing
why am i living with the dead
when life itself is dark
when we live everyday in the dark
no matter how sunny it is outside,
the mind has a thousand eyes
but yet the heart has one
the mind tell a thousands lies
and the heart tell none
breath is just a clock ticking
and you know what happen once its done,
I’m running
i’m running, to standstill
I’m running from what remain
but all that remain are remains
from nothing more
from nothing less
smother my hopes and dreams in the palm of my hands
but when i look in them they are empty,
like its a dream within a dream
real,….
fake,….
I’m afraid to awake
to this illusions or confusion!?
