Here stands a skeleton with a heart of stone.
Here the light ends of illusions and expectations, of unnecessary expressions.
No more starvings, urgings of mindful mind manipulations.
End of the seasons, the lights unnoticed.
Maybe this could be a healing, but no more hopes of pixie lights.
As here stands a skeleton with a heart of stone.
Dried eyes, the pinky light turns into a black hole now.
Thought i was one of the lights but i was wrong.
But will stand still until my last day, promising myself to avoid fairies.
With no expressions on this face as my expressions were pale.
Will stand strong with no armour nor swords.
As there's no flesh in me and my bones are strong enough.
Time can't fool me this time, nor the world can convince.
As here stands a skeleton with a heart of stone.
With expressions, none will be expressed.



© lilac_