White Wine

Insanity and people populate my mind,
so many splits on the mirror,
I lost myself into others' problems and rhymes.

Ignorance,corruption,
depravity, abduction,
everything I see has now stopped to function.

The engine supposed to go further,
is now spinning back over.
Evolution regresses we're losing powers.
The petals on the flowers,
are dropping - they won't reach the summer.

While this water I drink is getting salted,
I color the white wine with my suffer,
the shape on the mirror now fades,
it's all black now - I forgot my names.