A storm breaks

I often confuse
True light
With fake one
That comes from the glitter
On my eyelash

I don't know when a storm will break
Because my eyelids are red
So the cold rain turns purple
And the sky remains grey

I feel it getting closer
I now open my eyes wide
But the fake light gets inside
And turns reality into hallucination

I can't tell lightning from glitter
Or clouds from thoughts
I can't tell whether it's rain
Or purple tainted tears

Anyway

I will drift back to shame
The only rest stop on the way
From the sun to a storm
Your arms are the shelter I crave

Boy, you are there
My safe place
In the middle of nowhere
Running a race
Against yourself

Now glitter let's me see
How your pretty tears
Also shine with true light
Man, I'll hold you tight

No more fears no more pain
Just you and me in the rain
Sharing what's ours
When no one else's around