Lurking over the passed sour creamy
walls,
of those off-white foxing pages of paints,
I still feel present while looking at those
walls of agony....
I wonder how many peoples still suffer
those pains...
Everybody in this life,
have such one of those place they never want to visit for,
"I don't want to visit there" is actually a good reason...
don't ask them why again...and again
it just they don't want to be asken...
I still re-visit, those place in my dream sense,
just because I found you there...
It just, what the hell, I can do?

If your mind itself an Agony area, to make you remember those agony...