Feel this agony/ triumphant tragedies.
Severe night-mares/ scary mysteries-
There don´t rests no air to breath,
I believe now time has come to leave.
Autumn near, a slowly wafting leaf,
It is swiftly falling into the deep.
Of our dreams at least, as it seems.
Thoughts are quickly seeping in….
A lasting peep, weeping heavily,
Confessing a besetting sin, steadily.
For you there´s no way to make it right
The malediction already has been vocalized:
You never saw, smelled, tasted, felt
The other side; heard your mind upraise…
Losing every hope you confidently held
What are you talking about, I wonder?
Did you ever see this world going under?