If time really heals wound, why do I still feel the pain of mine
Why sweet memories do give me nightmares
The sound of horror scare me not and the face of terror makes me sleep
The sound from the dark draws me close and the thought of yesterday is a misery
The voice in the air speak to me of the darkness behind closed doors
The more I try to move on, the more I feel alone
Behind closed door I hear a voice crying for help
And all I could do is go back to sleep
Among the stars I see myself
Fighting my way between the galaxies
And from earth I seem like one(star)
But the truth is,
I'm in a war
Fighting my way among the stars
And hoping to survive.
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