Tuesday, May 23, 2017

you just like shadow;
even my shadow left me alone in the dark.
and thorns on roses;
sadly torturing yet save me.
my painted palette;
beautiful and dirty.
you're like a single wind on summer day
when the temperature so high i couldn't stand,
you're like an umbrella on rainy day
you keep me save yet makes me wonder:
what would happen if i let you go;
do i feel safer with the water,
do i feel happier dancing with the rain;
or lose myself and feel empty.