Here I lay in my comfy bed,
eyes half closed, thoughts are in mess
Reckon the days that passed, how feelings fade and die so fast
When you and I, bind as one
when the day you left, and scattered the remaining bits of my broken soul
Here I still lay, wondering why some things seldom stay
Broken promises, vanished faiths
How can we love without giving all, but receive the whole in return?
Why people leave? When there are million reasons . .
Million reasons to stay?
I think of the world being so unfair,
how things turned out into a nasty way
Yet here I lay on my beloved bed,
Eyes both closed,
Thoughts now, in one bona fide state
with broken heart, tortured mind, and despaired soul,
I let my consciousness dominated by the Gods
Fall in darkness, coz dreams are far way better than what has,
And when I wake, hoping for day,
Where hearts no longer ache,
and sleepy eyes no longer cry . .
