That world was silent...
I broke into noise...
There held a bonfire...
I waited to run...
That morning things changed...
This one with myself...
With the calmness all inside me...
Echoing screams in the head...
It was the two pure souls...
Not meant for each other...
Intact with the rings...
Believing in the faith...
Inwards I believe to make it work...
Outwards it feels impossible...
Fighting all the odds...
Living up the regrets...
All those imagined ecstasy...
Irregardless support to the disowned faith...
One with myself...
And the world still remain silent...
