Before.. I die...

A dead day is hard to live,
A spur stuck in heart is hard to forgive.

Forgetting the nights of sweet sensations,
Is like the nightmare creeping into my isolation.

A wish written on the clouds high,
Is hard to see and nine lives to die.

On the sands of sea shore, my name,
Is always washed out, but why Iam still in the game.

No more I can see my crawling body,
No more I see graceful, sweet and true any lady.

Some mistakes are never forgotten,
Some scares are never gone,
Some people are hard to forgive,
Some moments are hard to live.

Before the death kisses me,
I wish to see a glide of life sparking..