...Desperately moving towards
home
Struggling through the dark
heaved by the brown-eyed girl
of brutal devilish beauty
Valentine’s not a pain til
whispers of promises
shrouded the moonlight
Casting shadows upon visions
to seek
what is true
upon waves of colorful fantasies
Blindly intoxicated by
the arrows of the cherub
Getting lost
not in the realm of logic
and of hearts beating a magic
Drunk from the waters of the falls
Wanting to be free
A pain from bleeding scars
fear of void and tears
and yet
dreaming of soaring high
in these clouded
times...