Tue, 10/27/2015 - 23:02 -- jerlee

In reality I’m the one who is disappearing

In and out of lives to be forgotten

The sorrowness that I put out in a view…

It seems, I have distance

The time and age

To be so short in a long process

Reality, ignoring goes beyond me

Tear’s worn down beneath my soul

It have crumble my heart to pieces…

My world maybe full of silent

Where suicide began

Yet somehow I’m still writing

Dreaming, dying, drowning… distress…


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