December 9, 2011

You arrive & I cringe everytime
everything that is so you reminds me that all I was is dead
I try to know why I keep my nails in your skin
my nightmares are so real
I can feel
You told me you taught me
the glare of what I should stop believing
since then I never stopped pretending
paper dolls all dressed in wordy lies
I have stopped believing in
I have stopped believing in

My nightmares taste like hatred and hell
there is no music
not even any of your stupid words
maybe some hints of bruised angers

I love it when she puts her hands on her ears
I wish everything could so easily disappear
just like when I’m underwater
absence is so still
my nights get uglier and my life is so dim

I have stopped believing in
I have stopped believing in
that’s why
that’s the reason
and I wish I were still a blank page
You don’t believe and you are ashamed(…)