I walk these streets

i'm not really in the mood lately

I walk these streets and no voice can reach me

Haunted by the demons, my thoughts black and grey 

No way for the world to touch me, I'm above, now

Like if the ground could fall apart, math will fail

Like if the ghosts could take over me today

Like if I could die for this

There's no beauty in this victory

just a scent of things left to dry, on the strings of my soul 

they smell of fresh, hidden all the rotten parts 

Like if I should be happy for the beauty

Like if the sun could come and take me

Like if you leave me because you love me

Reviews

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very nicely written