In a long and old, forgotten feeling
comes the point of no return
Don’t want to dig that nonsense thing,
Just make it pass and let it burn.
You shackled my feet and deceived me once,
Made- believe for the spark and zest
of wild romance
Blinded by the light of my sweet ignorance;
Dumb, as I was the victim,
of your hell-like importance
Now, i’m awaken, I can be that fool no more
I’ll set fire to the rain and curse your
life for sure
I believe the stream of pain will surely go away
And without you by my side,
I can see a better day.
This post was submitted by eugene.