The skies roared blue in the whispers of my room.
Seeing reflections of my tomb.
Right into my eyelids.
As I kept them shut, is a colorless hue.
How can I still see.
All those colors and templates.
Of my thoughts.
A pulsing deep blue heart.
Beating nonstop.
Helping me breathing.
Is quite a malicious feeling.
The sensation of a touch.
On the dark and cold asphalt.
A hand so familiar to mine.
I ended up making god\'s a shrine.
I ended up with nowhere to hide.
Why the consequences I shall pay.
When the life inside me goes away.
And the torches on my ship started swaying.
Waving goodbye to my friends.
Waving so long to the shores.
Sailing nonstop to a door.
In the middle of the saddest folklore.
I knew and heard of a song.
I knew that it was wrong.
I couldn\'t stop the beating.
I wish I stopped receiving.
All the blood in my vessels.
That ended up rotting.
In my inflamed gums and yellowed teeth.
Yearning to breathe.
A breath without nicotine.
I stopped and flipped the cards to begin.
A fresh new start.
I don\'t understand.
How I kept going.
Go on to the dance.
Of a sequenced deadly parade of mine.
I ended up lost with no time.
And now I am out of words.
A spell that wasn\'t mine that cursed.
My bloodline, it hurts.
My head, it bursts.
And my thoughts are the worst.
There\'s no hiding this time.
No safe space of mine.
I stopped I died.
I am not compiled.
For the aftershock.
How does it end without a blade with running blood.
How does it end when I didn\'t even start.
How does it end?