Since when did my soul turned into voice?
running around this room faintly whisper
"I don't want heaven, unless it was made by you."

I doubt everything but yourself
my journey to your world was done
with grief and disappointment

Falling back to hell each and every night
tortured in the name of a fight
with once i used to call love

Please, look at me
The way you've been
Staring at me for centuries
I'll love you more
I'll love for long

Until the seashore
Turns into rocks
Will you stay here beside me?

Pictures framed in a circle
Your handmade golden paths
Leads me back to my
Pages of happiness

Take me back to your ocean
Show me some places
Where the sun shines brightest

Please, look at me
With your starry eyes
Into Milkyway I'll dive in
Pour my heart and locked it in

I'll fly you high
Up to the sky
Be it a steep hill
Or a narrow creek,

Will your love forever with me?

i burn my calendar
years of years of falling
losing myself
cursing yourself
tearing what was written by my hand

but im still hoping for the best
even in my golden grass
im still trying everything
to get you thinking of me

and i still talk to you
in my wildest dreams at night
i pray for your man in your bed
all of my best poetries
i sent down as your lullabies

one day
when i'm dying
would you pay me a visit?

i never thought of this
that one day i'll see you leave
faded into endless dreams
and fantasies
i think about you
every single minute

i lost my soul
under your shadow
why dont you just stomp me to death?
i know you like to do that
once i give you a chance
but i won't

because i love you
and i'm scared to lost you

tell me how long
could we be a big fault?
i vowed to throw up my soul
just to have you for my own

now i really lost you

you have just pressed a red button
of a massive disgusting storm
to come to your freezing warmth
killing you
in the way you'll never know

there goes spotless smiles
of your red lips and mine
a sun will rise
but my heartbeat won't

God wants you to be a poet
so you can reclaim your soul
what was stolen by
the empty world

God makes your life a poetry
so you will tear apart the rigidity
of the time, of the system
worldly desires had consumed
beautiful souls of the children

God saves you with your pen and ink
for you to rewrite the history
of what was killed by the fury
from whoever call themselves 'giant'
the almighty
when they only lasted no longer than
'ninety years'

God is a poet
and so you are

Burrowed love
stolen heart
'twas nice once
then it hurts
you made me pulled
some psychotic
and narcotic
expectations

I found myself
Again
In the narrow valley of
Hell

Crumbling
Crying
Suffering

Waiting
For my late reply in calling
I scream:
Just this time, FEEL!

O blood-soaked eternity
O the sweetest satisfactory
What once was soft to appear
Now lost too soon to be feared

A mere classic time
Spinning once more forever
Just when i found myself again
In the vast field of misty heaven

I should write
otherwise
i will miss the beauty of life
that walks past
just in the glimpse of an eye

I should write
for the wet street after the rain,
and the peace it makes;
The music in the background that plays,
in my rest after a long day.

I should write
dance with my pen
lost under my conscious time
incapricious smile
like a man after shots of wine

I should write
otherwise
with what else should i live this life?

this is an orchestra
of a cliche comedy
or some rhytmic tragedy
never clear to be seen
fiendly hard for me

i see fairy dusts
spiralling in the blaze
i find Atlas trying hard
to hold the time for me
albeit
all of this inanities

this is a play
in which with drugs i've played
i've smiled and i've said
the very sweet lines
from the script of life
yet the sweat and tears left unpaid

Half moon eyes before me
Illuminated my hidden means
I can see you, darling
Even in my highest vanity

Was there ever the need to worry?
We felt the fire of hell
Yet we picture it
In a heavenly way

Give me the soul at my fingertips
Give me the blood!
What a night with the bright stars
Burning all of my desires

We were once one,
But for tonight...
Give me the freedom of wanting you
Like how they want you too

Come lit my moonlighted skin
Come on, come close
Half moon eyes before me
Paint over my white collarbone

Far from hopelessness
the thriving children;
all of you little monsters
wander past your forerunners

Breathe it!
our urns of long lived history
what we were meant to die for

Close to the echo of doors that slam
that scared you to scream;
the world has no care to give
for those whose heart beats quick

Feel it!
the thrill of realistic prophecy
that was born from a fantasy
which lulled you to sleep

Our mother
Our father
All of our beloved ones
Even love has teeth; it will tear us away.

Your riots are just cinemas
For those well dressed people
Who toss their glass of wine
While you burn to ash
To light their warm fire

Did they smiled
When you screamed
Out of your lungs?

You packed up your feet
Flew away from your place
To fight and bleed then deceased
Rust all those swords and swears
Only to get none in the end

They will forever playing well
Hide when you interrupt
Show when you are in doubt

To tie you tight
And make you chase them
beg on their knees
For some crumbs of bread

"I need my light back, master!
Who you took from my skeleton
Or my daughter's hopeful future.
Have some mercy or pity,
Upon these small matters
On your feet."

Throw them a stick to a million miles
they'll chase it, like some treasure hunt
weary bones caught the storm
they'll pray for whatever's worst

A man wants to live his life carelessly
but once the wrong step come up
he dies painfully
sometime what's seem weak
might have you saved
from anything cruel

Long time to wait
some ******* fate
unplanned disaster
i'll wait for him
for everything
i'll make him happy

'cause I love him

You look so confused 
When I said something to you
Something never before
River of tears on your face
Slowly blowing me away

For there are times in my life
Where to be with you is one part
And another part is for myself 
When I used to go
Every time your words are too hard
To understand or to swallow 

I still remember 
How your cheeks turned red
The moment I gave you my heart
I wished you to keep it safe
Not to let it be blown by the cruel fate.

But you look so confused 
And that's why I love you

I take my eyes off of yours
Because if i do it longer
I can never take it off again

I was sure no one beats me
When it comes to a lonely heart
But now that you've collected me
From my torn parts...

Let me paint my world again
With your burning flame
Let this man known for the stars
Let me know them well
Like my oldest friends

Can i look at you tonight?
Nothing comparable,
You are special
Even when the world envy us
I won't stop until i can't

Here comes the weather
who runs through me
slips among my veins
dandelion destroyer
time breaker

i felt it better
when  i stood somewhere else
shiver on the tip of my ears
kisses from the wind

the weather
what can it means
so long to not to be seen
lost songs of what could have been