Hundred years have passed,
Hundred years have passed , seen the moon,
Hundred years have passed without you. Why does it stop at this moment,
Why does it not change?
Why is this path deserted?
Why no one comes out of the house.
Eyelids are full of dreams.
Heart like a closed room.
Sometimes the color was on my Eyes, Sometimes the heart was seen the colour.
That night my friend has stolen all the stars. The heart was mine,now it's not even mine.
My friend also angry with me,
Don't know when I got her again.
I am burning on the fire,
I am sitting with hope.
Who knows,
Whom should we wait for?
When Someone touches me,
Why does it feel my heart.
The breath is closed, so what,
My heart is still beating.
Nobody listened to this yearning.
Just like mindless, this is the heart.
Hundred years have passed.



#Horror #mystery
(One hundred years of accumulated story of one soul.)
© #Sou-Mita