Another

2014

The rainy autumn days, in the early darkened eves, when you sit there and rot like the leaves

Then where do you find yourself alive? In the present or in the past, you must be close to rive.

 Are you the one to erase my memories, and tell the others ‘this is what she sees’.

'In her mirror, in her mind, this is where the illness lies

Twisting her thoughts, and finding out alibis'

When you gaze at me, do you remember to see,

past the shadow, the dark silhouette, who is filled with fear and dread?

I, myself, am drowning inside my shell, it’s not a place, you ought to dwell

Though remember me in the sinister night, when the branches reach for you, and no glow is in sight.

‘cause by then your mind is whirling around, and your salvation of ignorance will be crowned