In August, the sky is pure
like writing freedom on a sheet...
I'm not sure if you know this but
seagulls have died here. Their corpses rest...
There's anger in this world of darkness
A feeling too strong to hide...
I'm sitting on my bedroom floor
Listening to my heart break...
A picture perfect
Silent night...
I'm sitting on the floor
Staring at the door...
It's raining here,
it's raining acid and shrapnels...
My will to hold back my pain gave out last night,
The monsters in the shadows grasped my heart...
Whom shall seek the beast without the beauty?
I dance and I sing the songs of my heart...
And here is the finality dear friends,
The long awaited for end...
Late night
bad fight...
I wasn't born to be a raven messenger,
land upon your shoulder, tossing dirty...