There once lived a woman
who at one time had a kind and gentle soul
There once lived a woman
who had soft lips that were as red as a rose
There once lived a woman who's hair was as golden as the prettiest sunflower

There once lived a woman who fell in love with a humble peasant boy
There once lived a woman who was forced to marry a middle aged man because he was rich  
There once lived a woman who's husband would would press his knife on her skin harder and harder until red crimson came out
There once lived a woman who had hopes that her lover would soon save her from her misery..but no one came
There once lived a woman who starved herself to escape her dreadful life

Now whenever locals forget to place stones on her grave the red blood sucker rises to sing her siren song and feed on the blood of those who knew what was going on behind closed doors

Yes Indeed
There once lived a woman
who at one time had a kind and gentle soul
There once lived a woman
who had soft lips that were as red as a rose
There once lived a woman who's hair was as golden as the prettiest sunflower

Each time unknown words come to mind
I reach my hands into traces of the past
But there may also be words that I can't comprehend all alone

"Goodbye" is so bitter
while "I love you" carries a distant scent
these incomparable feelings
are terrifying, but also terribly precious

Sadness is cold
while thank you's are colored with warmth
Each time I encounter something intangible
I hear your voice resonating deep within my heart

I will never give up on living
So I can show you how proud I am of myself today
Even though you may never return

Why am I crying?
What should I answer my heart?
words don't have to always be spoken
just by being there, they will only grow stronger
And it makes me long for you more

I've stopped writing
these unfinished letters with no address
fluttering in the wind
seeking towards the cold place of my desired recipient

The strong rain is falling endlessly
I forgot how to smile
The world doesn't accept my pain
In the conflicts and the lies
My heart will dry and wilt

The forgotten hope and wishes
Are stabbing my rusted heart
I push my screams deep within myself
I run away from pain
I held doubts and hatred
Rather than lamenting over the present

Like a bird singing in the howling winds
sing away and resound high in the sky
like a light illuminating the sinking sky
look ahead and anticipate the radiance

And like a flower in the raging waves
lead the way and overcome the storm
Firmly take a step on the withered earth
Go ahead and walk straight in front of you

The flower that bloomed in the twilight world
follows the thread of fate and glows in seven colors
Secretly carrying a light in the corner of my heart
At the mercy of the light
Enveloped in a many-layered haze, wondering around
Awakening from a fleeting dream
The trail of a single tear on my cheek
shadows that color the blurred world
curtain of night. flickering will-o-the wisps
memories of a day long ago

Is what its light reveals a dream yet undreamt, an eternal illusion?
I'll surpass time and a thousand miles distance, holding my hopes, vows, and soul. Until they reach all of heaven and earth

Swaying swaying dancing cherry blossoms
feelings that dye my heart a light pink
when I look upon your profile, illuminated by the moonlit night, Twinkling fragments of a wish shine like thousands of stars like the morning sun rising in the twilight of my heart. At the mercy of the light

There was once a beauty charmed by a noble
they soon courted bearing children
her beauty soon faded
the noble no longer bewitched by her beauty abandons her
her reputation is now tainted
rage over comes her and she commits the ultimate sins of ****** to her twins and suicide to herself

Being challenged by the heavenly gates she is forced to roam the earth in vain
Now lingering near waters searching for her twins she lost long ago
She weeps in sorrow while causing terror to anyone who hears her mournful cries

Those are the doomed ones for if she mistakes you for her own she will make you one with the waters
Heed this warning and beware the cries of La Llorona

Though I struggle, I can't compensate
as I search for a reason to live
There's no brilliant light to be found in yesterday
I am like the stray dogs running with no destination

As if trying to fill a void
I was searching for a single line, a single sentence

I beg for things I don't have, but I won't get anything that way;
as I raise my dirtied hand upward towards the sky
admiring and resisting, as I search for a reason to live
Wherever I find myself after losing my way is where I'll write my own purpose