The ugly truth
that
Can never be
known by me
Sneaking around
and crowling
Reaching with
cold hands
All over my
solitude
While i am
counting all the heart beats
Reflects on my
wall
Like a shadow
Without my tears
But i am not
crying
As a lonely man
could
A man that tries
to write
On water
A man must to
decide
A soul to
sacrifice
Touching is a
must with the fingers
By night without
a sight
To the non
existence
Of depth of my
dreams
Is a story
You can never be
involved
