ART OF MAKE BELIEVE

I gasps,
 

breathing stops
 

can't believe
 

what's in front of me.

A perfect statue
 

finally comes back
 

to life
 

ones again.

It pierced my heart
 

how you infect me 
 

with those
 

hypnotizing phrases.

As clock spinning
 

i think you know
 

what i feel
 

hoping that it touches yours.

Those time passes
 

i used to rely
 

But for all i know
 

it was only a make believe.

I shouldn't have listen
 

nor spend time
 

and make an effort
 

Just to please you.

Now you're gone
 

all of a sudden
 

you don't know 
 

who i am, how i am.

Promises are broke
 

dumb enough
 

to believe
 

things you've said.

My hearts disappear
 

bleeding to death
 

hand reaches
 

to the black hole in the chest.

Now all i see
 

was black and white
 

images of you, suddenly erased
 

by my own healing ability

and to forgive and forget.