It was never the intention
To find himself in such a situation
It's simply an escape
The countless lies
The countless nights
An escape
From this world
In his world alone
He holds onto the pills
Colorful capsules that grant a false view of life
The colors, the swirls
A haziness in the night
An escape
Because it was in their intentions
To put him in such a situation
They owned the world
Cruel and cool
They taunt
Memories that cease to haunt
An escape
Are the colorful pills
From this world
In his world alone
An escape
From the darkness of the nights
The colors, the swirls
A haziness in the night
An escape
A false view of life
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Poems of the Mind
PoesíaPoems about the endless thoughts of love, sadness, and just about anything that comes to mind. Feelings of being in an outer world, my world.
