Here i am again..
with my pen and pad on a summer rain..
full of unspoken thoughts and unrevealed pain
was i too anxious my words keep pouring in?
My are hands numb with tension,
vigorously catching every notion
overflowing in my sebaceous head
hastily delving its wish to be freed.
Alone as i always have been,
my life seem to vanish as i trod its way..
the pith of death have i seen..
my unguarded sanity found its decay.
I was too long exhausted for living
a life way too overdue for me.
what a waste such I with dreaming
of your love to rain down on me.
My dream came as i wish it would
savored its rich flavors as much as i could..
For a Dream will be just a dream..
Laugh as it comes for when it ends you'll surely scream..
