Shine
Narayán García Campos
Come to think that
There's something nasty
There's something hidden
There's something unreal
Come to think that
There's something wrong with me
Not so sure
Of my feelings anymore
Like I was before
Like I was with you
Like a bloody bird
I spread my wings
Come, escape with me
To the nether
To better places
Come
Hide again under
The blankets
From the monsters
Wish time could turn back
But I know It can't
As you rot away
You start to shine