Fright

You spit venom in my face
Saying this is today’s reality
You do not have respect for any value
Loving only your reflection in a mirror

In fog shrouded with misery
You find a hope for yourself
It gives you strength,
Of which you were short since always

Your every word is full of bitterness
Only your ambition counts
If you only know what it is

You are sinking in the swamp
Of your deeds
You cannot tell
The truth openly
That is today’s reality, supposedly

In a flood of spoken words
You cannot indicate
Those the most important
That hit the mark

Why do you tell lies
When there is no
Proper time for that
You are unable to do it another way

The bastion of pseudo promises has collapsed
Only the unclear message has left
Which can be understood
Only by you

Bloody falls
And mountains of fear
Is the scenery
Created by You