• utumn season is Coming
    The Wind blew hard
    Leaves Fly on to the Sky

    The Blood is Dripping from my arms
    Every drops is a Fragment of my memory,
    That I've been trying so Erase,
    These Cuts..
    and Wound..
    Wouldn't Heal over time,
    Your guardian angel Spoke to me,
    To Protect you in my arms,
    Wipe your Tears when you Cry,
    to catch you when you fall.

    I've been trying,
    To tell you to let it go,
    all those lies you've been Through,
    Will leave a Cut,
    That I cannot Heal.

    I won't Leave you alone,
    I'll scream,
    for you to Listen,
    To Open your Gate,
    and Remove the Darkness around you,
    It is ok if The darkness come in me,
    Let me Suffer,
    all Those Pain,
    It is Meaningless..
    Without..
    You..