I wish you look at the night sky
Seeing those hundreds stars above
By the winds the trees are dancing
Like how I dance in the darkness and peak

I perceived the love of the darkness
Accompanied by the stars twinkling
Even if I close my eyes I hear my breath
And the darkness grower and my hope too

Why is it that more I have to say
The harder to speak
Unspoken words hides
Feelings and emotion starts to fly
I am blank as a clean spark
And heavier like a cold ice

I always overthink
Leaving permanent ink
One thought
Next another
Each and every other
The constant annoying utter

feels like you're a moon
guiding me everywhere I go,
sometimes new moon,
you're not existing,
waxing crescent denial stage
doesn't want to exist totally,
waning gibbous partially existing,
and sometimes full moon.

The paper has burn out
And turn to ashes and to dust
When the fire is everywhere
Everyone is also gone

Somehow I found it fun
Through playing with fire
Most of them turn to dust
And nothing can stay gold

Simplest glance I look in your eyes
Full of sorrow and pain
As if someone else dies
Look at me, can I have you?

I spend my nights writing stories
Raging and storming inside my head
I can't manage and starting to its end
Again I wrote a bad chapter today
The days goes by, finally I found myself
I found myself revamping the bad chapter
And trying to fix what is broken
But it's not, everything from the past chapter can't be remove and change
Or easily throw papers and burn it to the fire
Or even put marks, saying don't come with it
Think beyond the box and look what you are right now
The mirrors of life, stories I had been writing
You might be there but your not here