i want to sing my song, quietly...

i write a poem, imagine notes, and humming a sound.
i want to sing my song, quietly...

unspeakable

pause, i need a break and space
to tell the unspeakable.
delay, i need to figure things out
and arrange a moment to express there
unspeakable...

keeping my conscious to unconsciously differentiate myself.

the quietness of the night
is keeping my conscious
to unconsciously differentiate myself.
i danced, i scream, i laugh, i cry
and i am me...

there is only one pure solitude

at anywhere i go,
there is no such a festive circumstance.
there is only one pure solitude,

the unspoken repress every inch of my sense

when i couldn't describe the color of the rain
and the smell of the rainbow
i become numb and mute,
the unspoken repress every inch of my sense
....

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the life of a fish

for a while, i live the life of a fish...
everything looks so clearly through the glass
but i can only stare and admire everything
without doing or even to touch it a little.

'till the end of the day

i will stay here 'till the end of the day
although i knew you will never come back...

present in the absence

today is tomorrow yesterday

day and night was never look the same like this,
white clouds, greenish sky and a strange feeling...

awake/sleep

through dreams, i try to figure everything out

the day when i decided to jump

i have my cigarette, breathe, think
then jump...

hiding from the weather

i was hiding from the weather...

neighbourhood

view around my home...

together in a distance

together in a distance

you're never there!

she : i wish you where here...
he : i'm here but you're never feel my existence...

but you're both never there!