she wanted to discover all the abandoned places
with ghosts still lingering on the balconies
waiting for their lost lovers of youth.

she wanted to feel the thrill tensing up her body
as she walked in those unfamiliar tracks
humming the forgotten haunting tunes.

and I bet
that she would have forgotten
all those sites
only if she had ever dared enough to
once explore this deserted soul.

I
hope is dying
faster than the candle light
save it, somebody save it
for its death will be mourned
the whole night.

II
love is drowning
in the ocean; deep inside
rescue it, somebody rescue it
for its disappearance will cause
a great tsunami tide.

III
life is escaping
from my window tonight
let it go at last
for its freedom is worth
every noble sacrifice.

misfit wanderers lost in their dreams
collecting broken pieces
gluing them with words.

masters in the art of being faceless
singing the songs
of the unheard.

silent souls affected in tragic ways
seeking a painful solace
drowning themselves in the flood.