i was walking on the sand
with infirmity in my head.
don't need any water,
what's left of me, quarter.
i'm blinded by the sun,
not able to hide or run.
stuck in an infinity
opposite of the trinity.
as my knees meet the ground,
the head gives up, gets down.
in the sky the reflection of life
that used to be sad and dumb.
i'm waiting for the rays
to take the water that's left.
took the pen and opened my eyes,
forgetting everything in me slowly dies.
"i'm worst in what i do best."
these words written on my chest.
in my brain is nothing but pure mess,
definition of life but useless.
i see myself in the mirror,
opening the gates of mordor.
i wanna be healed, i wanna see.
why is it so dark, why am i here?
pushing the feelings down my throat,
i'd rather resign than walking alone.
and with a swallow i open my mouth.
"i'm sorry, i never knew how to love."
