Each moment is taken for granted,
cries of ignorance are spoken in complaints...

As I lay in utter silence,
my heart aches of loneliness...

I believe that we each have a destiny,
thus life intertwined with fate...

The first glance is breath-taking,
while noticing the softness of each petal...

Each time the moon rises,
I drift off into the night...

As I ponder through late hours of the night,
silence rings deeper into my ears...

Just a little bit strict
Always trying to be creative...

Through the narrow black hole to my soul,
there lies the truth behind these eyes...

I have yet to shed a tear,
though I have lost someone dear...

Often times I am thinking,
dazed while searching my mind...

As the pressure closes in,
I suffocate with panic...

Assuming that all is fine,
a common mistake of the mind...