I sit alone melody surrounding. my thoughts scattered about as though by waves blown about by the wind. my heart burdened by pressures passed;
Ghost-like tendencies harbouring about.

I sit alone my mind a-journey. I wonder where do you escape to when your mind is reality that cannot be reversed,
reality that cannot be forgotten ;
reality that sits on you like an anchor that cannot be removed.
Like a mama bird sitting,nesting on her eggs, I sit alone, nesting on my mistakes.

I sit alone in the shadow of my...