Trails

Going around with the flow
time has faded
no matter what happened
i wont be able to remember it

when its time my eyes finally closed
time has stopped
everything that matters seems flushed
each and every one bathed in tears and blood

"i'll go on alone"
even if its painful
even if its covered in darkness

"i can hear a voice"
saying i cant die
saying "mom would surely cry"

An overflowing thought
where are those people now?

"i hid it best!"
john cried as he fake a checkmate
"homerun!"
as sam swings the bat breaking a post light with it.

where are those people now ?
to whom gentle eyes suit their profiles
now no matter what happened
no one would be able to remember them

"today i must go"
it never went to history
never written in books
never written in essays

the cuts i make
the things i fake
Mother, i made a mistake.