I am born from the ash

Every time I die.

I fall from the way

Again I try.

Is it death?
It isn't that bad.
From the roads and rush
Horns and noise,
To this serenity
And eternal silence .


Time to rest
As the sun within me sets,
My time on earth ceases.


They will be fine, I hope
My love , don't you cry
Take care of my little angels


Strange reluctance
Throughout my body.
Too tired to open my eyes
But I must see this,
New world
New life.



I see the white
I hear the silence
I feel the shivering
Across my heart.


The white room
The white bed
In between
I am the living dead


This isn't death
But surely is worse.
I see their anxious eyes
Waiting for me to wake.

Truth thrown at me like pebbles
Pain that I have to take.


As the morphine
Fades away ,
Burn sharpened from
Knee to thigh.


Heart crumbles in pain
Not for the lost leg
But for the coming days.



I wish I was dead
But a burden I remain.

I look around
And see the broken pieces of glass
The failure I have brought.

Tears in my eyes,
Blood in my hand,
Hope drains out of me
So does bleed my heart.
For the failure I have brought.

In the midst of the glass ,
A little soil is left,
Here I want to rest,
Rest for the rest.

Though a little is left,
A little life in me,
A little soil beneath,
All drained out
With the failure I have bought,

I want to rest ,
Rest for the rest of life
Rest for the rest of time.

Nights after nights
I stay awake, dreaming you

All the moments we spent together
All the  memories we shared,
You left me alone to remember 
Shattering everything I cared.

Time stolen away,
Still I stand and stay.

Open my eyes and see the shore
Where we used to meet before.

Your touch saved me from the past,
Your smile brought me back to life,

Your love was my drug,
Your smell I miss the most.

All are fading away
Still I stand and stay.