viernes, 9 de septiembre de 2016

Losing you

I’ve been smoking my own soul
since this very night began.
I’ve been drinking all the tears
that are lost within my beer,
and reliving our goodbye over and over again.

I have lost my will to see
how this path of mine I’ve reached
finds an end into the darkness.

My body cannot fight anymore
against my sanity.
I can’t stand the situation
of my mind and its creation
of an unlived fantasy.

As I crawl effortlessly
through my lonely way of dying,
I still find no way out.
As I try to not feel anything
and failing on it every second passing,
it’s not a secret I still love you.