black night

i had the strangest dream...
i dreamt of one person divided into two
good and bad
and i killed the bad
in the horriblest way

i wrote this weird thing last night ...
cz I couldnt sleep
and i couldnt bear the mosquiotoes anymore
the ac was on in my room downstairs
but i was on the terrace
wondering if it would rain again

have you ever seen the rain?

"
its coming down in inky black
sheets and sheets white white streaks
im split in two
whos is who
why does the mirror still look so naive...
there was a scar,from every blow
why dont the scars show

because if you dont show the scars
if you hide ur pain and tears
they'llonly curse you
sooner or later
and be shocked at the mask


i cry all the time
cryings what i do
suddenly, mid conversation, mid-hug, mid-joke
i cant hold it anymore

looking back
i can trace
when my life started going wrong
6 months before i was born
thats wherethe mistkaes start

i dont have eyes
i dont have a mind
i dont have a heart
anymore

im just a crazy
blurr in the mirror

but it doesnt matter anymore"