Playbook

 

          You should've always remembered my eyes 

         that night,

 

 

when everything fell apart 

On your feet,

those contradictives and the truth,

when the purest turned into blood,

On your hands,

you decided to drown me mentally,

abused me with silence,

killed me by took all the sparks I had,

years of agony.

How so. 

 

You should've always remembered my eyes that night,

those stars you've caught were gone.