Lost in me

provide by AbDuLmAtEeNkHaN

The parrot was shouting
And stream of iron and fire
Will never have a beginning
Lost in the barracks of crosses
And chests
My now was losing its being
And vanishing
Did you have a drop of dream?
I once had lots of tears
And fears
But I won't start from there
Lost in the uprising moment
Ticking closer
Smashed on the cobbley road
Into pieces of softness. . .
And roughness that will be
Lost in yesterday, Or, today
Or, lost in the future of to be
Never will it be The same
Because I am lost in me