It wasn’t the first time
When things turned dark,
When feelings seeks out,
When impulse loses control,
When I hide beneath my face;
Deathra, it was the last time,
I try to know what I feel anymore.
Listen, before you go apart
From mind and body, take rest,
I know you never read the scripts
Still, you come for a chance
To plant a flower in dark garden of anxious.
Let me sleep, tonight, I don’t seek you,
I’m dying again to born a different monster;
Do you hear the night screams for help?
If don’t, take a chair and rise another day.