Under the bedsheets , I sweared to bury the heavy tears
things have changed , nothing's same anymore
Under the dreams umbrella , I lust no longer to exist .
I take a step , two more
three
and here I am leaving the cocoon I hid myself in once and twice .
trying to leave the warm place I've made for myself of my darkest , dreary thoughts.
should I get back ?
it's cold outside .
No , not ever .
I take a look back at my place , I whisper
I'll miss you , but I hope not to meet you again .
Goodbye .
Under the cold tears of the sky I walk , my bones are fanatical .
something I haven't expect is mumbling .
I'm here .
dear heart , you're the bravest .
-Journey to home