Story of falling

This piercing sight
Apears in a moment,
This fervent light
Creates a perfect romance.

Passion and demons started to work,
Moving away reality,
They flew in dancing too long,
Mixing life with falsity.

It was so good in dreamy world,
Without term and feeling of time,
Just burning fire in the night,
And desrtoying suffering cold.

Two from the crowd,
They go alone aside,
Feelings said very loud,
Were they wrong or right?

Real happiness with taste of pain,
Misgiving of the end,
But heart! It isn't brain,
There is not a real bird in the hand.

And suddenly something stopped,
Demons in the sky were realy glad,
In your bed there're salty dropps,
And your broken heart is in your hand.

He is crying and asking for help,
Where did feeling go away?
Someone inside you wants your scalp,
Such owful horrible day.

From the rising and falling,
Lays very delicate line,
From real love to showing,
Heavy testing time.

Demons started to celebrate,
Their victory time.
The main thing, they forgot,
If you are not killed, you're alive.

For new life
For new story
With strong soul knife,
And thoughts of glory.