de noir

sky night
sparkling stars
cold weather
you cant open your old box
no, you cant
you just want but you're not allowed to

too sweet to be seen
too hard to touch
it is too easy for crumbling down
it is more like denial
sometimes cant comprehensible
another comes too embarrassing
no, you have no time
not for hypnotizing
neither for white indoctrinating

words are dancing around,
tears are singing for you
you dont know what this mean

you still remember about the words talking stars
when grey sky asking for her ears
and she sought for the mirror

almost coming-sentences
empty promises
disappearing
missing
anger
betrayal
faith
stories s coming down