I am waiting at the door that will open up to your heart I don't know whether I should come in or walk backwards though my feet are clear of any stains of the past and I have long left my vulnerable self I still hesitate to merge into you, for your peace is pristine but my peace is still a bit restless — % &
I cannot sugarcoat my pain and smile when there is an anger brewing in me So, I opt for silence and the night So that no one can hear me and see me unleash the darkness within