Inspiration and Pleasure.

To write,
There is no need to be right.
There is only the need to make a point,
To have a subject.

To feel,
There is no need to be real.
There is only the need to make it worth,
To have a little truth.

What we have been needing is
Inspiration and pleasure on doing that
Much of us are writing, feeling, living
A lie, behind the curtains
The blood, the crime, the blackmail.
We are not reading between the lines
We are slaves of rhymes
We are falling
We are failing
Without a reason on this black hole.

We need to look forward, not thinking in the past
But with the head on the future of what your actions may cause
There is life, so live it and make it worthwhile.

We need to, at least once in a long time, make last
Not walk without a destiny with eyes closed or even locked in your own house
There is light, so enlighten your way and be hale.