Bridges and Stones

Once I was sweet

Everything was in deep.

For once I was the lamb

But now I'm the black sheep.

I was swimming in one stroke,

For once I was in devote.

But everything changed

After the sunsets provoked.

The corals in the reef

The seashells I wanna keep,

Some demon crashed them in pieces

And in pieces I cried so deep.

And now they have known me

Knowing me as insane,

They tried to pull me down and trick me

Not knowing I am the dame.

I hate them, faking swords

I hate those drowning cowards,

I most hated all the magic tricks

Illusions, pigeons and magic cards

They say I'd live in pain,

Telling me I'm pathetically dying.

They had no idea I was prior dead

Long before they feel me standing.

Prolonging what my heart desires,

Devastatingly watch the people cheating,

With the games, the feelings expires

They stop my lungs to breathing.

Eating all their lies,

Painting my face to abstracts

With the colors in disguise

Tearing all their contracts

I hate the most when I feel

I hate the clouds when they hide things,

I hate promises, the broken deals

I hate how the stars are hiding.

But I love how the world teaches us,

I love the way I feel alone

I love cookies with the falling crusts

Burning bridges and the stones