My life is like a song that no one knows,
but they try to guess the lyrics anyway...
When I was born,
I think my heart forgot...
The tombs line up,
bodies consumed by pain that they could never...
A once cheerful petal was found
shrivelled up and dead...
Sometimes pain can be so overwhelming
that it takes you hostage...
Some hang onto yesterday,
yet I hang onto my ecstasy...
Existing at all is an epiphany wall
Good luck trying to solve it all...
They say we all dance with demons when night
falls and the lines between our worlds thin...
I
am lost...
is like a small fish
keen to changes...
It seems
you still creep in...
I feel like i’m a storm
stuck in a tea cup...