can you hear that sound?
an owl reigning the whole night
as the world is its
and full moon
showering the earth with her golden light
this is another peaceful night
but again,
my body stays but mind
nothing’s bright, nothing’s dark
all my sights are in ash
my footsteps are looking for the ark
i wanna be reliable for you
for you
only you
but i can't even rely on myself
nor anybody else
now i only see brush, i cannot see line
i gave my two hands so now i’m no hands
standing alone on uncertain land
everything seems blur
silence rushes in
tick-tock...
clock sounds louder every hour
ha...
why does every thing feel so wrong?
trying to hold on but gets burned all along
the harder i scream the more i'm wounded
is it really ending? or worse,
is this a never-ending sorrow?
someone said,
it's okay to loosen up for a moment
cry a heart out loud
let it go
let it go
should i?
do i have to?
if i let go, will i feel the happiness?