Red blood stains On my Bed

past is past.. but what if this past is the one who ruin your present.
will you go back to this frightful past and correct it...or maybe the right question is will correcting your past, mend your broken present?
can love kick awat the twisted world where lies and disguises exist.

i guess not..

the arms grasping me saying" i wont leave you alone" is too far away from kindnes. because there is no tomorrow that can promise everything.

shaking in red,
to the edge of the dream,
of the dream we met and destiny begins to turn
it's a secret that no one ..no one knows about..
i fall..i fall.. i fall.
and i certainly cant return anymore,
even if i carved out my sins.
while i was walking on the abyss of lonelyness, i was saved by realistic eyes that never change.
two pulses are exactly like mirrors facing each other. The pains are similar but different and continued infinitely.
burning in red...in red.... in red
erasing everything, everything. An illusion begins to move. i cannot escape!