And I could talk to the moon every night
About the things we cannot grasp
About how we struggle to keep chasing
The sun we dream to have
We burn bridges instead of creating them
We isolate ourselves to the things we love the most
Fearing that someday we’ll regret
How we lost the things that keeps us who we are
Until we lose every part of ourselves
Bit by bit tearing us apart
Until the fire burns us to ashes
Slowly drifting to the memories of the wind
Every single thing you own will fade
Every single friend you love won’t stay
But neither of these, I have none
But only a single person, the epitome of my existence
Yet the things we desire are the ones out of reach
It’ll dare you to jump to the ocean
And swim to the farthest island
And no one will care if you reach it alive or not
So I pretend not to care if she’ll stay or not
In my life, though she’s not my possession
Yet her her presence is enough
To stir my emotions
How many times I tore myself apart longing for her
But I cannot because I have myself
A problem no one sees, hear or feel
A problem neither I could comprehend
How Nobody feels my agony beneath my lungs
How Nobody sees me alone inside the darkness of my mind
How Nobody hears the screams of my desperate plea
Against the course of madness in me spinning for eternity
I have this empty space in me where my heart was once filed
This hole of emptiness shall be filled with my muffled cries
So high that it would be my steps to reach the sky and face the new day with a smile
In return to the past I traversed a hundred million miles.
For the things I choose to forget and those who left me alone
I would not need my heart again for all of you shall be written in stone
As this person who writes behind words, tears begins to foam
For at last, his visions is now what he calls home.