I give up the crown I've been wearing
Shifting my chin up high though it's a bit light
Spreading my hands wide just to cover sight

I rather be a tree rather than a Queen tonight
Swaying my wings through the wind quietly
Dancing with the darkness in the pale moonlight

I picture myself swimming across the sea
Got full of my own tears as a company
Serving those eyes a show as you can see

Eyes glued completely on this dark and snowy sky.
The warmth slowly embraces me so tight till I die.

The wind and clouds are whispering, I can hear them whistling.
Thoughts are approaching, promises got me thinking.

There I am painting of us two on my own world, living a life with these wounds.
There I am fighting with the undead one, covering myself with another wound.

I don't see a thing for more,
I lost the core of my eye for sure.
I don't paint for more,
I lost the colors of mine for sure.

The wind and clouds are whispering for more.
They told me to wake up right now.
I hide behind my back no more.
Gonn' rip a new page later on or now.

A mere fine day
Noticed a not-so-empty soul awake
Asking for a blissful day
Started by a cake

The cake witnessed a light sigh escaped

She dare to ask for more
About the time
She craves for more
About the chance

She gets up
While mumbling,
"I've made it,"
At final

Slides of captures like a movie
Drowned in a deep tunnel
She thinks about David Bowie
She thinks that she is a born-*****

She is there
Looking for an answer of a simple question
What is life?
And a caption pops out till her mind blown

She drowned in a hole
A black hole which is filled up with anxiety
Define a hole
I pray, soon, she could reach up the reality

A tunnel or a hole is an actual labyrinth
And those captures moves for more
Sadly, it was a myth
That the labyrinth itself is full of love

Love,
Happiness

She wished she could own them
On top of the hill
She'll die in her will
She wished she could be part of them

"O Wie", she said sadly
She needs to stay awake
And come sober

She's wondering,
These unnecessary letters could makes she felt a bit better
Or is it bitter, actually?

She says sorry,
For being such a bad one in this life
She starts to worry,
Yet, she's a bad one even in the next life

Plenty words blew in joy
Insecure and yet odd
"Baby, am I a toy?"
Darkness leads me to that kind of thoughts

I'm here
Bloom in the darkest side of this field
And you're here
Blooms in happiness and their meet

Our last evening were always entertaining
Let us meet that kind of evening, pretty please?

Earthlings,
Good morning
Glad to know that you're breathing still

The place changes and goes
Like a wind like clouds
Like the trace of the heart
No place for a halt

There is a place so far away
And be far apart

People's hands doesn't reach
So merely has a worship
The place is a lofty lord
And can't meet nobody puts on

Losing the place
So lofty which changes
Not all were desired
However we're never sad or tired

These are the lies, they say

Still there's a place which is far away
Buried in deep snow

Like a dying-castle
Like the head of the shade

Yet, we didn't even know
Figure will be thrown away

These are the lies, they say

What is necessary
Is it about extraordinary
Or just a simple summary

Wondering why I'm doing this
I got some anxiety throughout me
Wondering why I'm thinking about these
Drowned on a black-hole inside of me

Who's there now who read this
Hello to you, Mr or Ms