Fresh of the yawning morning 

The wickedness overdrive of rays flowing 

Blue skies darken with clouds 

Shearing the long roads with eternity

 

I sat, I breathed I followed

For long days evermore feeling lost

Where I see a flower with colorless pedals

Children playing with guns in the park

I stowed away far beyond as moist filled after 

The darken clouds shaming the star

 

If only energy struck me 

Thrills of lies back and forth and so on

Umbrellas covering people 

As I there, sitting for long where faces reaches end point

 

I don't remember waking up this morning 

Or saying hello for smiles

Ever long what they all said 

It seemed millions

Here where nothing much 

 

It smells like gas, but burned so cold

Like dawn in the night 

Everywhere though as I lie down 

I can't help to wonder if can get up

They just walk on by

 

I kill the to seize the day and not so much above me

Where I feel nothing much but darken clouds roaring at me 

Not a bit of touch 

 

Blood taints of an ugly stain 

It doesn't seem much of a day 

Where night was consuming of my soul.