The start of the end

I want to can fly
using the dreams and the mind
but you are like a wall
between the jail and the sky.

I want to have an opportunity
to fight, to say “now”
but you always close my lips,
with your honey mouth.

I want to close my eyes
and don’t see your sore face,
but I hate myself because
I never forget your image.

I want to stop my heart,
that any noises sound inside me,
but you have the key,
you don’t listen my painful throbs.

I’m ready to miss myself in the darkness
but you don’t let me to go,
because you can’t understand my love,
and I only can see your perfect soul.