The Beautiful Misery

I am a mess
I don't know
I miss some things
Yet I make up my mind
Burying all the memories inside a hole in my chest
But why life comes with beauty sometimes?
A beauty that hides some misery inside her skin
To trap me and take me to that mirage again
Where I can only see myself and my shadow
Not the world I saw before
An empty state covered with dust of time
I still love to live it
That life
I am an enchanted prisoner
The chains are locked, the keys are stolen
I am between reality and the past
I want to run away
But still
I love to be misled
By the beautiful misery
That does't even exist...