Why should I worry, it was just a Dream
It is not real, no need to scream...
Will you be able to help heal me
Self destruction...
It’s like you disappeared. It’s like I...
I think my voice is gone
though I feel it in my chest...
I hate blaming others for my actions
For it is I and only I who is to be blamed for...
We float in present
spreading in past...
I was looking for heroes,
being ignored of the fact...
On and on forever
the perfection lost...
He mumbled:
_for a man who writes just for his shadow...
Time is spiral film
a reel...
It was not a glass menagerie of thorns
it was a a flower house...
Was it the disease that killed me
or...