LOST

Don't struggle, 

don't put your invisible masks

I won't let you in.

Don't wait infront the gate,

that door is closed for years

-I can't let my self in either.

I saw you walking on the hill

and picking up all those colorful flowers

but you don't know their names,

you don't remember their smell

they are all the same to you

once you put them in your vase. 

Don't throw big words in the air,

I can't quite get their meaning

everything is lost now

lost for my eyes and ears.

There is a sound I follow,

one sound

the sound of truth

hidden in the silence

behind your eyes.