Reverse the Reality

Ask everything had vanished
Like stuck a «reality», in a world that now is visible only to my eyes
Images, as a pure invention of my imagination
Like a dry and yellowed baf, taken away by winds of depression
A torment that will end up finding peace only in the death
Fragments of dreams of a deaf and dumb superiority
Sometimes there must be anything but silence
Something eternal even before it began
Somthing unique that never dis
While you are there, lying in the bed
Wide eyed, squirming from an inner pain
Like bitten inside the stomach by sharp fangs
Out of that room at that moment
Facts that will change every situations the day after
With the unexpected cry of happiness with desperated silent screams?
Scratching the paint of the wall trembling hands, repeating yourself:
I want to reverse this reality
Ask yourself why you haven’t done it yet
Ask yourself why you wake up every morning and you decide to live
Ask yourself why you close your eyes, convicted you’ll wake up the next day
Ask yourself why you haven’t done it yet
Before you get used to destroy it before you get used to fight it
More you’ll become strong, more you will survive