DiRt

Belligerence

This is your face,
Your hands
Facing dark
As dark as a pitch

There´s a glare all around
Just you are still prisoned
You see ray of light in clouds

Fresh air takes my breath away
I can´t drink out not even drop of water
Arms ready to liberating pray
Mouth full of empty words

Your sin
Your hunger
Facing anger
Reflection in the mirror