I close my eyes
and everything I see is bullet-darkness.
Starring the lead role of my sorrows in the grande-empty theatre.
Everytime I close my eyes,
the colors of the art pyramid prism lights up my dark atmosphere.
Red acts out my pain.
Blue my aches.
Purple has fallen from its grace.
Green
Doesn't exist.
At least to me.n
Yellow is lost gone!
My eyes keep on producing stars every time I'm at this state.
My thoughts keep mocking my continuous mistakes...
when will i ever learn?
The emptiness is consuming me alive!
My errors keep playing like a movie or like my favorite scratch CD.
I always seems to get the reminder when I'm alone at night
before midnight
Everytime I close my eyes,
my head aches with replays -
informing me that I'm as valuable like my favorite CD.
I always get drowsy with my thoughts
my regrets.
always starring with the same introduction phrase
What if...?
What if I done something different...
Would it change the fate of our differences...?