Melancholia

Summer, My Sun Kissed Skin

The world was once my reality,
I did everything with validity
I had to step up my personality
and hide my real identity.

I once loved the heavy skies of the night.
I once liked the vision of me sleeping in the bed of roses,
Bloomed and scent.
Beautiful and fierce.

But as those thorns that had been stuck on my skin finally let out.
I had realized that I was free again.
I can hear the whisper of the wind.
I can feel the ray of the sun against my face.

The world was once my reality,
But now I'm living in my fantasy.
A life that is so damn too good to be true.
I lived my life in this dream.
But I'm yet to be woken up.

I hated the night.
I hated the sunset.
I hated the darkness
and I'm so afraid.

Days and days are passing by.
I fel inlove with the day.
I fel inlove with the light.
I fell inlove but it broke my heart.

I'm still not ready.
I still can't recover from this madness.
I'm still not done.
I will surely comeback to you.
And I still want you.

- Anna Lee