The Breaking Down

Kupersembahkan untuk yang terkasih, sahabatku Allan Bryce . .

I read your writing for uncountable time
As I examine my reflection from the mirror
I look deep inside my eyes no others than emptiness
The words of you graven in my mind as I capture every inch
The voice of injured angels yell at me - hurting my ears
Their eyes glare at me, I frown . .
The scars that mark their body are bleeding now
Whats actually going on here ? I shout but got no answer
I found my self grip a knife covered by red blood
And I am the one who bring them into pain

But you're there,
Grab my hand and free me from the psyco jail
I was breathless and drunk from sipping the ego
Hurting the others is cruel
But how could I let myself took the pain ?
I feel I am dead while I breathing fine
My oxygen no longer around
Only the broken wings left behind

I know that you've experienced life much than me
You have watched their problem with all complexcity
You want me to do the right
But life is dinamic and unpredictable
I know I am too weak to turn my back
I am afraid of being abandoned
The fragile heart need its foothold to be strong still

I forget something fundamental
Provision will always being provosion
I couldnt untie my self free cause it keeps my veins hot as human
They build the high wall bring us apart
As you say I am so young and will fly through period
Yet suffer for my future joy

 I am sorry for making you unable to sleep lately
Having you as a friend always bring me a light
Stretch out your hands to wake me up
All I could say is thank you for always by my side
If I could fly over the ocean to see you there
I hope end of december bring breeze of cordial

Regards,

Maya