I believe, The night sky is a domain of wishes Shooting stars are wished upon At the cost of another's dying dreams Believe me, I have tried to drown my grief Like an evil surprise That we push down Wishing it never to reveal itself But my eyes are the doors to my soul, Drowned ruins as far as they can see Black thunder clouds hum heavily The sky asundered at the boundary line My body descends to the depths With a void inside my chest Memories play, Drowning in the tumultuous waves Cherry blossoms float adrift on the surface The scent of hope wafts to me Like the drowning man I am In the emotional reflection of my soul.