Amid the twilight skies
I resume to mourn
For the celestial heart
I have lost and scorned
The crystals have broken
The ice burns into heat
Frozen amid the amber
The aftermath starts to beat
My mind gets terrorized
Demonic voices echo
I wish to be deaf and blind
So the terrors remain low
I listen to the screams
All within my head
Blinded by darkness
As my bloodstreams bled
Surrounded by illusions
It is all smoke and mirrors
Undecipherable reality
All trapped within terrors
Unable to comprehend
What is fake or real
I cannot find my ways
I appear unable to heal
Unable to decipher
Reality or imagination
Illusions in spontaneity
I lost my inclination
How I wish to pull
The trigger of chance
Live or die, who knows?
Maybe it is just a glance
A glance of mixed reality
What is even real or fake?
Simply pull the trigger
Just in case to escape
There is only one bullet
Out of the empty cases
No doable second chances
It will be in permanent disgraces