#4 Numb, and Fall.

 

I was waiting for more lights

To shine somewhere, an unknown path, make sure I am belong there

But it was nowhere to found.

I am now sitting on the edge of a steep mountain

Ready to fall in any second

Down into the endless of nothing

 

It was taken, my chance

To live my life as I should

As I was living my life

Just to count the blessings;

Not to bring the joy out of them

; a whole stiff.

 

I was waiting for more lights

To give me clues, to befriend my fragile steps

Before it washed away

As I watched myself wasted

Growing bones and meats

Without meanings.

26 . 11 . 20