Adam's Eve

Wonderland or paradise
Freedom or the vice
Keys to unlock mysteries
Hidden in the I's
Brushstrokes are painkillers
Paint away the blame
A shadow of the dead
A mere reflection
Of the same
Old
Things.
Only pencils keep secrets
Diamonds in the battlefield
Hammer down the rock
Chip away at lifes trials
Until you reach the top
Mirrors are the enemy
You're reflection is the clock
Ticking tock and stopping not
For you and eye
Theres no light at the bottom of the ocean
So wake up and realize youre dreaming
Float to the top
Or fall asleep standing up
What is reality ?
Blood's dripping down the walls
And etched in them are the fairy tales
We were told when we were young
A broken record
Sick love song.
You control your freedom.
So pull up the anchor
And sail away with me.
-Michy.♥