It shocks me when I'm reminding things I don't know where they could come from, so far away that I can't trust in me. I shock you when I tell about it and you don't seem to care, you keep on thinking it is a joke by myself. Moving through the unknown I've no words to prove you what I'm seeing through it all. I don't need to give you any evidence at all. There's nothing new, can't save the strong words I have heard you say. Another time at this point again, defeated and enraged. Now it's time to explode, to open up my heart reaching memories that don't belong to me, I will. Bringing to light what is still in darkness. Maybe it will come someday