The Abstract Feeling of Being Lost

Sometimes it’s hard to speak
sometimes i’d like
stop thinking
like stop suffering
when heaven falls
and angels lie when stars cry
when silence speaks
I felt these clouds appear
in shades of gray
they conquered my horizon
in windy nights
i wish
they’d go away now
these clouds of grey
chorus:
Fall in chains
call in vain
(it brings
me down)
And if i turn around
maybe the sparks
that flew
would blind my eyes then
a bitter taste
runs
through the sweetnes of life
won’t turn
around
Lost in confusion
thrown back by
mistakes
still mislead by illusions
when truth turns
to fake
…and it hurts