Aion (Retired)
like my dreams are a tent I'm turning inside out
the pattern made of happier times becomes plain and boring again
just like paper rots and turns yellow
all my words freeze up inside this machine
knock knock knock
embracing a silent space,
hitting the walls uselessly,
leaving everything unsaid
knock knock knock
embracing the pitch black night sky,
traveling into the boundless universe...
welcome to loneliness
loneliness... loneliness
at the city left at the bottom of the sea
your smile disappears into a green shadow
you speak to me only of regrets
like Othello, while breaking up light
knock knock knock
overflowing with the heartbreak of our fantasies
a flood in my mouth and ears and eyes;
the all-pervasive media is soaked up by my brain
knock knock knock
because of the loss of gravity
I realize my empty uselessness...
welcome to loneliness
loneliness... loneliness
the pattern made of happier times becomes plain and boring again
just like paper rots and turns yellow
all my words freeze up inside this machine
knock knock knock
embracing a silent space,
hitting the walls uselessly,
leaving everything unsaid
knock knock knock
embracing the pitch black night sky,
traveling into the boundless universe...
welcome to loneliness
loneliness... loneliness
at the city left at the bottom of the sea
your smile disappears into a green shadow
you speak to me only of regrets
like Othello, while breaking up light
knock knock knock
overflowing with the heartbreak of our fantasies
a flood in my mouth and ears and eyes;
the all-pervasive media is soaked up by my brain
knock knock knock
because of the loss of gravity
I realize my empty uselessness...
welcome to loneliness
loneliness... loneliness
- Birthday
- 3 August 1988 (Age: 38)
- Location
- a prison of my own making~
Signature
"Mine has been a life of much shame. I can't even guess myself what it must be to live the life of a human being." || "Now I have neither happiness nor unhappiness. Everything passes." - Dazai
