I had a dream once,
Where I knew everything there is in life.
I would be interested in welcoming a fight instead,
But before I could,
I was drawn into a war instead by yours truly.

Can you hear the many hearts euphoria?
Can you stimulate me my love?
I want to know this one thing...did I get left behind on purpose so that you can save me....?
Or was it because I was a burden...?

My eyes are slowly closing...back into the chasm to where you put me in, is that correct?
Getting sleepy,
What was done behind that sliding door?

I don’t want to close them,
I’m drowning…
I remember that cool breeze,
I remember your face,
And yet it’s fading away.
You want me to go in this coma just so you can avoid me?

No.

I refuse to obedient to your orders.
I’ve received the best advice that day,
Under that tree we were laying down at,
It was the way of life:
Yours and mine.
The way we will live it.
The paradise I have envisioned will conceal itself again and disappear.
It was the last day before the fire of your willing nation shall ignite.

I want to shed a tear,
But alas, I cannot.
Why is that?
It’s this manly pride I have developed.
Why is it that I have lost my passion for life?

I have become sullen,
Apathetic in every aspect,
I might have many faces,
But I am well developed in all of them.

And to conclude properly,
Everyone has different sides to themselves,
So don’t go concluding I have schizophrenia.
Because being bluntly saying that to myself would mean:
Everyone has that disorder.

I can’t finish anything properly anymore.
My eyes want to close so badly.
My swaying soul wants me to go now,
Be reborn again in the given light.
Goodnight, and sweet dreams.