Let it begin
.....,......
This will leave this will go,
and so will I.
It's not my prison anymore
The colours of the world
had been dulled out
not black and white
but rather in shades of
iron and cloud.
It was not unpleasant,
and it felt like closure,
but it was not pleasant either
People looking at me
with fear and longing curiosity.
They wanted to see inside,
but they were also too afraid of
what horrors they might find.
they would find the emptiness
they would find something
Which didn't used to be There
But now it is the base of existence
They would see
the lack of warmth,
lack of love,
lack of life,
as though they had all died.
if perhaps they had.
Then they will judge
they will talk
They will say
Which hurts so much
in many ways
How I wish with all my being
That it's just a nightmare
A long fearful dream
But it's not
How badly I want to believe
That it's nothing
more than a crazy dream
But how sadly
I have to accept that
It's true. It's actuality
My. Every tear shouts it clearly
That it's not a nightmare
neither a bad dream
it's the truth it's the Reality
༄༄༄༄༄༄༄༄
ᗷY - ᗰIՏՏ-ᗰ
