These truth that I am unboxing
might stab your little wounds
but it is too much, I can't bare it
I want the world to know
that the you, little darling
in my eyes are beautiful

I'll elaborate my cause;

You are beautiful because,
at some point you stopped caring
but I knew you worry more
and you tried to hide your madness
behind the crazy in your soul

You are beautiful because,
a lot of times you hated my ego
but you know I'd need it most
and we cannot say words together
behind our barricades of loathe

You are beautiful because,
you lit up when I say stupid
and did not walk away in rue
though in time our connection's sliver
the bond will freeze and float

You are beautiful because,
in my eyes you were salvation
when really you'd deny this all
yet beyond my unorganised delusions
you stayed a little more

And the stars were shining,

the moon hummed to sleep.


The little flower in a broken string

finally rests in peace.

If space was a disease
and silence is the bullet

I am a tattered soul
that's been woven to pieces

I am infected with
the lingering thoughts of death

For happly I left
and for happly I teared