It has been nine months since I walked away,
Everything has changed except the memory.
Maybe I’m just incapable of finding the way to bravey.

I choose to stay awake instead of being waken by the nightmares.
I close all the curtains at night.
Because the dim moonlight reminds me of us.
I can’t seem to forget how you had heart-to-heart talks with me,
Under the pale moonlight.

Ducking in the wardrobe and realizing I am surrounded by boundlessness.
I try to revolt but the dark is too hard to beat.
Everything when I try to fight, I’m more aware of my weakness,
More that I try, the more scars I have.