Again, a dream failed to happen
Almost happen but never then.
I finally found an exit
Of a doorless heart I couldn't fit.
Thoughts of faithful minds
were thoughts of lies,
words that can't be drawn upon skies,
and the pain that faked thrice.
Broken pieces of a fragile heart
Slowly mend into whole,
Yet there's always part
that become a mole.
Myself was heal
Not totally but I feel.
And now I moved on, again.
Again and again.