Tear Turns to Dust

As I walk the distance of pain,
Every yesterday you're in my mind,
This sickness forlorn my heart,
To reached the foolish of mine.

I'm getting out of your love,
Tear pour besides on me,
Can't open this eyes,
Because it's you that all I can see.

Claiming the stab of despair,
No more shout that you can hear,
Because you can never bear this kind of me,
All of your hatred is with me.

I'm the theory of your play,
The play of unavailing love,
I cry in every moment you'd hurt by someone,
Sometimes I think why I'm so sick for you?

I feel the climax of goodbye,
All things on me are just passing by,
And you are just turning to dust,
But you'd bend the pain inside my heart.