I ask myself what I really want from you.
How can I excavate my truth if you are...
Not accepting death,
eyes search in dark, the meaning...
I crave it deeply
passionately...
I still wake up without you
But often when it's night...
WHO will join them to make the world One?
WHO will it be to pen their names upon parchment...
Listen to wind in
dark. I was hurting myself...
With holes in our hearts
It's strange how we still manage...
Lost in sweet refelctions
And eerie silence...
A lock with a key,
A spoon with a fork...
Realm of the night
Sanctum of all mysteries...
In a lonely dark day in life,
the clouds for a future best friend...
From within, a
fawned virtue follows...