Details, Details.... Poem by Alejandro Velez

A color in darkness stands alone.
The other side of the mirror is the truth unknown.
Someone else inside him is begging to bloom.
And death fn his fate has become the groom.
Stairs are all over in a strange formation.
I would pay to see the bride of your transformation.
Your head is in the line.
There is evil across her eyes.
And details are just careless facts.
I have only found im not scared.
When i know my soul will not be spared.
For today i am to blame for my will.
And tomorrow im to die for my cries.