Enne

Far-fetched

Enne


One exit 
Became one ocean of concerns 
Held in my forehead when I try to sleep 

Everything would be simply easy 
If I had followed the road without life 

And in my world a false fear would exist 
And all could go wrong 
When I try to explain my feelings now 
Voiceless, I change my uneven being 
Drowning any feigning in sincere tears 
No matter what they think of me 

For hours I look on who I was 
Just at this time 
I caged my conscience in a messy basement 
And I took off my rotten skin 
Witnessing my blood being washed off by my dreams 

In little distorted images 
I saw my free demons leaving my peace on their wayout 
I just screamed, without wanting to return