The tread between us

The thread between us never tears
It's made of painful silent tears

The less I said the more I felt
This thread is my explosive belt

Nobody knows that it was made
Of fears abandoned in the shade

And air castles I have built
Were crushed by endless sense of guilt

It is too strong to tear but
It is a thread you try to cut

And when the darkness starts to spread
I feel this link, I see this thread

The traffic lights becoming red
My life is colored with black ink
And every night I see this thread
And every day I feel this link

And even when I will be dead
Remember eyes in those I sink
For every day I see this thread
For every night I feel this link

My drugs are pills with peppermint
I said without any hint

That I see you as you are saint
It is a picture that I paint

Sometimes it seems that I was born
With soul teared up and torn

My hopes are getting less and less
I'm tired of dreaming of success

That I will maybe never reach
My face is white and full of bleach

Oh do you know how I feel?
Like slip on a banana peel!


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