I can still hear you in my dreams, but I don't know if it's really you. For some reason I still feel you from the far away.
I try to close my eyes, but it doesn't help. I still see you.
I swear some nights my dreams begin with you. I try to wake up, but I can't.
I feel losing myself into the past.
Many black doors in a bright white room. Behind every door is something miserable.
It's the past.
I'm trying to get to the future, but somethings holding me back. I feel pain in my head.
I can't escape.
She changed.
You see it from her eyes, you feel it from her touch, you hear it from her speech.
She isn't the same and she is never coming back.
She wore her pain as her wings. She has faced hell and she reckoned, no one is able to see her demon.
They only see the face, which wasn't even really existing.
