Wherever I walk
always there is an absence
walking beside me..

i'm tossin' and turnin' baby
since that little girl left my bed
tossin' and turnin' baby
over all the hurtful things i said
been wonderin' how she's gettin' on
and if she knows she's still in my head

i'm tossin' and turnin' baby
'bout seven days every week
tossin' and turnin' baby
gaining guilt and losing sleep
thinkin' i should'a done more
to make her see she's my only need

i'm tossin' and turnin' baby
just like an old plow out in the field
tossin' and turnin' baby
like a beat up wagon wheel
now what i say is all i feel
how i do love that little girl still

~~
Once you uttered
And do not be reversed
It remains either in the air or in the disc

Just as

Once the heart when I gave you
The freedom went to exile
Birds are caught in the cage

And the words within the words are lost
As like as your mystic form,
Vanished slowly on the horizon

Some songs roll over your mind
Some words are as deep marker
Still exist, after the departure of

Just as

Even after the train going away
You're standing at the station
But the mind does not want to return

What is the fault
Lost in the wind of memory
Seeking the truth beyond the existence

Was written in order to leave
Ah! What a difficult moment!

Life is the game of light and shadow
Stay away from the dark for some time
~~
@ Musfiq us shaleheen

Battling myself not to break something.
Insides twisted from head to toe.
Desperate for the anger not to show.
Taking all my will.
Flooding out the gates.
Almost nothing left and still.
Turmoil rising within.
What do I do?
When all I want is to give in.
When ****** isn't enough.
Genocide couldn't keep up.
Anger the deepest black couldnt colour.
If only all my personalities would materialize.
Standing by to ease the pain and shoulder.
The things I cannot.