Sunday, May 8, 2011

catacomb

Filming my memories

Remember every thought I forget

Recollected every pieces of heart that I break

Far that I run from my own heart

Deep that I sink into my dream

Pursuing what is there that never been there to exist

But I just a lost man

Man who is lost in his own life,

Man with no aim wandering his dream



None may relieve this confusion

For I try many path that always lead me back to you

Path that You draw

And with my tears wash every step I make

Yet it never cleans a dirty path of mine.



This memory plays every way I’ve been through

Every turn I make

Every mistake I’ve done

Just let me back to the same pain

Facing same golden door I know nothing if it is shall lead me to nowhere

But standing still always changing nothing but stillness itself



With fear and anxiety embrace my broken heart

I just want to get away from this

I just want to fly high as I touch the sky

So I won’t have to wander aimlessly in my heart

God, have mercy on me, for I’m tired and dying eternally



Closing my eyes, trying to believe

My lost memories haunting me

Love every thought I forget

Find every pieces of heart that I break

Back to my own heart

Deep that I sink into my dream

Pursuing a pray what is there that never been there to exist

But I just a man

Man who is lost almost everything,

Man who is dreaming a dream in dreamy life



I love you, and this is where I always lost my heart to

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