Have you ever...?
What is it like?
What is it like when you are covered with mist
All your columns shatter
All the stairs you have ascended to have broken
But built up with criticism that stabs the core of your heart like a knife














Perhaps that’s worth the miserable nights!
Perhaps that’s worth the detachment between Twilight and dawn
Perhaps that’s how you see the hidden masks
But is there a warning behind the scenes?
Tell me?
Is there an ending to those lies?
Spinning in empty air
I have stumbled
Even the clouds cried with me -
Have you not seen the streets filled with the superabundant rain
But wait , all these pages have been torn
But still, remember the ink you chose to narrate our story
Still, remember the memories you established in our book
And still, know that leaves scatter in autumn
But yet will bloom in spring