Shattered dream

The shattered coulpe takes another subtile and sufocating breathe. When everything is lost, there's nothing left to be destroyed. Except yourself. "Pull me under" replies the one, while I lay down and listen to the paranoic words that (still) live in my head. The proned cat rises and comes close begging for some love. Those shinning eyes can't see what's wrong. And neither do I.

It's never over, you're the tear that hangs inside my soul forever.