Dear brain, please not today.
I don't want to feel any pain.
My heart is crumbled
By the thoughts.
My eyes are teary
From the nights.
A vicious circle runned by him,
A serious problem to begin.
One night I'm fine, I'm spreading love,
The other one, I'm left deformed.
My mind is causing many threats,
My heart keeps tumbling in my chest.
What can one do to feel at ease?
What can the universe achieve?
The sadness rush that falls upon
May be named foolish, but it's on.
It's on my senses, in my thoughts.
It's running freely, free of marks.
But then again, what could one choose
When life itself can feel so doomed?
Negative form of shapes in night
Are causing one's heartbeat,
Abiding from humanly laws
To keep the flame still lit.
Because one loves the life per se,
But cannot feel it through
Because one's sad, but then again,
What is the sadness' truth?
The lack of voice, the lack of hope
Fiercely breaks through logic,
For in the time that had still passed
It couldn't feel the magic.
It dreamed it did,
But somehow, seems so hard
To break the surface, swim
To the next hazard.