When my eyes opened me
I saw the rotating fan
The endless tears of men
but it didn't pull me,I can

They straighten my body
Though I inhaled as them.
Discussing,Was I alive??..
Then silence surrounded me.

I pushed my tongue
To spell a word
But the Hope went away
Like a flying bird

The body that moved once,
Died to the extreme ends.
Though thinking was going on
I 've halfly dead

They killed my world.
It opened to someone
the delight of love
and moonlight of scenes.

I lived in them
without letting tempt
to the world of survivors.
and not to the suicidors.



© Shade