It ends with a point .

I practiced what to tell
if you saw me
standing there

It makes me wonder
how does my black mascara
resembles my soul
up to the wall

Do some justice
if you may,
Give a sentence
to my hell
Thousand years
inside my cell
Remove the sky
that catch my eye

I never love
I only waste
I never love ..

I burned your house
with you alive
All in my mind
Arrest my head
The flames they caught
up to your bed
And you were sleeping
And you were dead

This thing called
love
I never know

Arrest me here
with your police
Army of memories
for me to miss
they burn
like happiness, like hope
Arrest me hereee
with your policeee

I'm a painted invisibility
you saw me
you saw me
losing all my self
and I wouldn't know what to tell

wish me dead
wish me gone
again
It just might be
Where I am bound
to end

I kept it shut
I think I loved you
I wouldn't know how to tell

I do wonder when did my black mascara
fell
to stain this page
Inside this cage
It just might be
where love is bound
to end
and writing can start

writing starts again.