Slept in my reality.
Left me empty,
Left me nothing!
Stories were lies,
Love stained,Blood contained.
Hate and love rolled...
Together into the shame.
A bed of fear create.
Who are you?
What do you want?
My shadow? My fear? My pussy? My cheers?
Honesty you asked.
For what?
For freedom?
For clear conscious?
For tears?
To just show me...
To just show me...
The rotten memories,
That my illusion had to clear.
Grey...
Grey are the colors between us.
