my bittersweet illusion
and as you
lie there with
your eyes closed,
silent breathing
something covers
me under a
cloud of ravenblack
bittersweetness
my hand trembling
take yours as
you slowly awake
from thoughtless dreams
i scratch carefully
on your soft skin
as i take it back
and close my eyes
and i have tried
to awake so many
times but still
you're here, looking
at my obstination
to accept it's
not my own game
anymore
isn't beauty something
which is only
beautiful behind the
glass, and when i
broke through i
already know, there
must be something
more than us
and as i open
my eyes again
i pretend your
face is just
a sweet illusion
so i don't have
to be affraid to
lose you...