Random Sense

Everything seems confused, everything seems different.

The time, the relationships and me.

Everything seems different. In a higher level, in another state of mind.

You with your believes, we in our shelter.

Everything seem Better, Healthier, sober.

It's all under control, all calm.

This mask of appearances the we made is tearing itself down.

This utopy that i built and forced myself to believe is falling apart.

This peace eats my guts, and the physical pain of missing you, by now, it lets me sleep

Everything that i imagined that i overcame, and for a while i did.

Now everything is back to normal, now i see myself at the start point.

I'm more tired than never, more pessimistic than never.

I don't know why, or when, or how i'm back here.

I don't need to, i don't want to, i won´t live all of this again.

I hate to think that i´m not in control, but the worst is to be sure that i don´t have control at all.

My head spins, my body twists, may soul suffers.

My loneliness grows, my desire comes out of my pores.

My hope shown signs of resistance, like an animal near to death that fights for life.

I feel blood in my veins. I feel the despair. I just don´t want to pass through all of this again.

I need to evolve, to let it go.

But, here i am, stuck in myself. Stuck to you.