(Am I colorblind because I'm dreaming, or I'm dreaming because I'm colorblind?)

Love, once carved on bleeding stones,
never attained to beating.
And I, looking at the tidal waves;
tomorrow didn't bring any wonders

How did your sadness creep in to my dreams?

You
-dreams thief-
sift the vitality, and bereave
me of my strength

(Your colorful world left nothing to my almost-colorless life.
How could you?)

Once upon a time the nirvana of my dreams
walked into my life and I was
as alive as can be

(You promised tomorrow it'd end)

Tonight the fullness of the moon
leaves me stranded ashore,
and I don't believe in forever, yet
I don't believe in you..

Can you heal an unbroken heart?

Your image is getting old in my sleep,
It's as hideous as a relinquished book.
And I could only see you in black and white-
Release me, I'm jaded..

Would you color my dreams?


Written November 24.09 11:39 pm.

Don't dance on my songs
you kill the ecstasy that keeps me alive..