If the fire kissed me,
I could tell how it burns
But the torment you feel
ignites in my heart too
for I've loved!
And I've hurt,
Or almost lost?
I've suffocated the most!
Trust me,
I've suffered first!

You set me free.

For black and white,
I give you solidarity for a month
or two,
You curse me to death,
You give me a burn, a cut, a scar
to only be seen by me.
For heaven and the hell,
I give you a reason to live,
You touch my aching soul with love,
A dazzling pain, you leave here,
and finally set me free.

I woke up in somebody's arms.

I woke up in somebody’s arms

Painting him all over the walls,

Trying to find his name,

Trying to recall the face just as same.

Trying to remember his place,

Placing in my guess,

Swiping through the pictures seen,

I was swept away by just a dream.