I have done it again
not remembering exactly when was the last time
but it feels I have been here many times before
and I came back as if I was not alive
because the light continues to fade
now words run from me
after he's gone
then you're hard to reach
also, those who are busy hurt each other
sometimes I feel like a leaf withered
who follows where the wind will ******* away
another day I was a fragile branch
just waiting for time to makes me fall
then this lately I'm an old tree
without leaves also branches
settling alone on the dry ground
what a lonesome
the tree is still alive but it is not
people just look through the distance
and thought that was enough
I'm awake to avoid falling asleep
maybe this time I will not wake up again
if letting myself to surrender
I hear a lot of people asking me to talk a lot
how can I explain
same as how they can understand
if I have lost words
I am so tired of the burdening mind
and the voices inside my head that can't stop
because the period of suffering has begun
I'm back have done it again
The tree was half-standing but still alive
maybe somebody who cares enough wants to take a closer look
maybe then he'll tell the others
if it turns out that tree has reached the limit
slowly dying when nobody notice
in the dry ground, alone
