The prayer to Morpheus

my tears are real
I am not ashamed
I only want to stay myself
to be the way I want
it is not safe

I play with burning arrow
the violin strings of my nerves
behind the curse
to hide with shield of shade

the prayer to Morpheus
Your sister saves forever
but she is so mysterious and far
everyone speaks of her
but nobody knows her

all I hate exists to me mocked and destroyed
to enjoy
self deceit to self protection
when I cannot show them the truth

go to the underground
into the silence, purest dark

so many words and no soul
so many pages and no bookmark

you make a prison
from natural traits

acid rain from the depth of my heart

I am sick and you all will drown in my sickness
drown in my sacred blood

no way even to small cosy angle of the perfection and peace

I make right decisions and then fall into the places cursed by me again
for I am cursed right from my birth myself

only reality saves after reality kills

I cannot save myself till this world is more than just myself

show me what do they have inside

saving you I am saving myself
now I can see the truth

the prayer to Morpheus
the stake in heart of chaos
mistake is upside down star
time to confess to spectral emptiness

the prayer to Morpheus
the pages are the layers
the hell is pitcher flower
to digest into powder the hopes
the blood will paint the petals of the rose