poesia ou fantasia? (666!!)

“In a box”

What makes you blind for the real
Meanwhile…eats you over
Sends the others to the fire
Testifies the darkness on you
On your small cavity

What hates you deep inside
Squeezes the memories of your dreams
Destroys the own facet
It’s the dark sign of you
We regret but comply

I told you weren’t a perfect one
Now everything is gone
Apologize, turn and run
Never kneel down and cry

What bothers you the morning
It’s full of lies and cries
Love and suicide are equal words now
It’s my remorse of being a looser
But the trigger is closer you

we live in a box
and in a box we'll die