Harmaline

Fluorescent Psychoactive Indole Alkaloid

Harmaline | Faith

My eyes are lost
Into the rain
They’re searching
For a colourfull page
inside this fiction
built on the sane
Misteps and fall the perfect guide
over the waves
on the storm of this emotions
hidden in the calm of silent walls
None have ever tried to discover
or try to disconnect
just a single brick
That’s the way I’m trying to break
This bloodwound cage
That hides the way
To face the days again
What you call faith
Isn’t it insane
The more I do
The more I pray
The worst I gain
My mind get stucked
on blinding lights
And every thought that I’ve leaved there
has vanished in the fog of mystery
None had ever try to discover
Or try to blow away
that haze in this path
I’m afraid
and I’ll break
This bloodwound cage
That hides the way
To face the days again
What you call faith
Isn’t it insane
The more I do
The more I pray
The worst I gain

© Harmaline 2016