Truth

I poured down the pouring feeling

In stairs never climbed, I'm now seeing

The essence of the abism disrupted

- By your claiming voice, I' am still dazzled 

Are you still inside my broken world?

Carrying out your verbosity

Words, worthless fully affecting

Breaking walls and doors; - What for?

So many traces of this visionary love

Echoes of an invented light down our eyes

My mind is guided to you, and my blood lies 

Wanting to be yours, even knowing your trauma

'Cause in my sober veins flows no answer 

Just floats the aroma of your deceiving aura.

By: Bruno