I feel paralyzed
With the guilt of being me.
I look at the sky
With empty vision.
In silence
I mourn my weeping heart.
I can feel
my insane sanity
feeling the wound everyday
accepting the reality.
Lightening has stuck,
Rain has cleared the dirt.
He sang a song
to peace my heart,
But still its weeping
I ain't know what it says.
Now there's drop
of silence
And there's so much
I would like to say.
Am sorry for my behavior
There's no justice
For which is wrongly done.
"Baby am addicted"
can you say it once more
Make our love lively again
Whisper a song,
Whisper me precious.
Make me feel
that I can't.
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