all blossoms frozen
your warmth blown over
over cities, over skies
i’m bottling up anger and despair
inside of me
now i am lying there paralized
(i didn’t realize…)
in a lonely corner
and everything feels cold as ice
where is my reality?
were those dreams too inept too be true?
now i’m standing here on my own
and i can’t force myself to do one thing
to open my eyes and see what have become of me
because it’s easier to live with your eyes closed
leastwise i now know what pain is…