My heart goes out in the middle of the night,
Excitingly searching for the last surge of light.
Tiptoeing through out the cold-carpeted earth,
Barefooted and jaded, just ignoring the hurt.
My eyes seeks in every corner of the street,
Engaging mindlessly under the sunlight heat.
My sight is fixed somewhere, past everyone’s shoulder,
At the same time trapped in the present, always here to wonder.
My dreams created a world appropriate for me,
I don’t want to wake up, spend my time here for eternity.
Little by little, burying me into deep slumber,
Leaving my unpainted canvass as I lie asleep forever.
My heart died once only to beat with yours as one.
My eyes were blinded so I could look directly into the sun.
My dreams were shattered so I may have reality with you.
My hands were crippled so I can just whisper “I love you.”
