She lives my past
Sins loves and fancies
My lies my dissimulations
My masks my prevarications
My nights my obfuscations
My smiles my masquerade
My goodbyes my pretense
I turn she flees
I see my life rewound before me
Karmic Sisyphus
Destined to be run over by my own sins
Hotel rooms and nights away
Dreams do not lie
Visions are not the property
Of madmen and saints
My bones scream and flesh resists
Faraway places and scenes draw me
d**h or rebirths are the only exits