You look so confused 
When I said something to you
Something never before
River of tears on your face
Slowly blowing me away

For there are times in my life
Where to be with you is one part
And another part is for myself 
When I used to go
Every time your words are too hard
To understand or to swallow 

I still remember 
How your cheeks turned red
The moment I gave you my heart
I wished you to keep it safe
Not to let it be blown by the cruel fate.

But you look so confused 
And that's why I love you

this is an orchestra
of a cliche comedy
or some rhytmic tragedy
never clear to be seen
fiendly hard for me

i see fairy dusts
spiralling in the blaze
i find Atlas trying hard
to hold the time for me
albeit
all of this inanities

this is a play
in which with drugs i've played
i've smiled and i've said
the very sweet lines
from the script of life
yet the sweat and tears left unpaid

i burn my calendar
years of years of falling
losing myself
cursing yourself
tearing what was written by my hand

but im still hoping for the best
even in my golden grass
im still trying everything
to get you thinking of me

and i still talk to you
in my wildest dreams at night
i pray for your man in your bed
all of my best poetries
i sent down as your lullabies

one day
when i'm dying
would you pay me a visit?

I take my eyes off of yours
Because if i do it longer
I can never take it off again

I was sure no one beats me
When it comes to a lonely heart
But now that you've collected me
From my torn parts...

Let me paint my world again
With your burning flame
Let this man known for the stars
Let me know them well
Like my oldest friends

Can i look at you tonight?
Nothing comparable,
You are special
Even when the world envy us
I won't stop until i can't

I found myself
Again
In the narrow valley of
Hell

Crumbling
Crying
Suffering

Waiting
For my late reply in calling
I scream:
Just this time, FEEL!

O blood-soaked eternity
O the sweetest satisfactory
What once was soft to appear
Now lost too soon to be feared

A mere classic time
Spinning once more forever
Just when i found myself again
In the vast field of misty heaven

Far from hopelessness
the thriving children;
all of you little monsters
wander past your forerunners

Breathe it!
our urns of long lived history
what we were meant to die for

Close to the echo of doors that slam
that scared you to scream;
the world has no care to give
for those whose heart beats quick

Feel it!
the thrill of realistic prophecy
that was born from a fantasy
which lulled you to sleep

Our mother
Our father
All of our beloved ones
Even love has teeth; it will tear us away.