I woke up in a house,
with a friend of mine.
I can't remember the time,
but it was like nine.
The place is abandoned,
and even covered in blood.
Not a few cups or buckets,
it is like a real flood.
I notice my friend,
she is waking up.
She slowly starts to move,
gently out of this mud.
She turns around, looks at me,
with her eyes full of lack.
Not even a surprise,
they turned into black.
She stares at me,
I'm scared.
I look at her body,
her clothes are tared.
All of a sudden,
she walks towards me.
I think it is a start of something,
a huge mess, like a killing spree.
As I thought,
she isn't here to write a poem.
Anyways who could she write,
if her arms were broken ?
But she had to proved me wrong,
she was also frightened.
Her eyes started to change,
now they were a bit brightened.
I ask her,
what's the problem.
She nods at my face and says,
It's all just broken.
I look into the puddle of blood,
and use it as a mirror.
I can't see any difference between us,
and I am getting fearer and fearer.
Our eyes, faces,
everything is the same.
And I'm disappointed,
this is a bad game.
I find the gem of 'hope, love and staying normal' in my pocket.
I realise I should throw that gem,
And accept the fate,
so I can be one of them.
I walk close to her,
I touch her face but it begins to twirl.
She starts to disappear,
and she vanishes into blur.
I lost my last way to send messages to the world,
I fucked everything up.
This is my problem, noone really cares,
and I only thing I can say is 'FUCK'.
She and I also knew the truth,
the truth about the others.
The ones, who are not one of us,
and I'm only staying with my odd sisters and brothers.
My vision it's starts to fade,
there's nothing left in my eye.
And my only wish is to say,
goodbye.
