I scream in colour but sink to bed.
I close my eyes and dream in red.
My face is pale, my eyes of dark.
The flashing lights going black.
The land of mine has endless time.
A reflection claims another life.
I am so strong, I am so brawn.
A king I am of my own crown.
I taste the freedom when it dies.
Imagination paints all my lies.
Flying flies arise then play,
watching the skies as I lay.
In the deepest blue there is no reason.
It is not here what I call prison,
but in the fates that stand in lines.
A make believe with open eyes.
Myself swirls, swims and turns.
Spirals until my body hurts.
Burns my mind without precausion.
Reality in a twisted motion.
I am where I am not.
I see exactly what I want.
I cannot help but staying more,
because I know that I should not...
My life dissapoints me furthermore.