Final Stand

The well is overflowing
Again for poisoned words
Eyes begin their glowing
Reflected by passing birds
Does it have to come to all this
Pistachios frenzy and drained beer
Wanting always a last kiss
Never able to call you dear

Found a box to bury my joys
Sent them to unknown address
My feelings are nothing but toys
In your hands they find no caress

Does it suits you this connection
Have I exhausted all the pain
Can't find the right direction
Between us there's no more gain
Now there's only internal suicide
It's up to you to decide.