suffocated by life's ordeal ordinary dive in my own inferno and fire can't burn me any more wine can't makes me tipsy your eyes don't tempt me any more
so i run i run to embrace the scent of old books ancient wisdom the genny in the lamp old fairy tales for the old and youngster the trickster
so i run again away from you back to you all roads lead to you are roads seem to be treachery leads to you when your eyes can't move me any more
so i run but your magnetic charm keeps drawing me so i run against reason away from you my love and fall into non sense
my dearest of all my one and only coffined in the ground and in heaven your spirit roams are you still watching over me here i am this is me
i was supposed to be your hero
Very deep. Excellent piece, Hamza! Thank you so much for sharing!