I basked the bullet into my body
Did not get rid of my sweat
Hayal who swept me away
Made the missing pen
Do you still care about me?
When the waves dragged me
Or a bullet that pierced my heart
The scents of coffee in the empty space
Reminiscent of my fall
Who was then teasing after you
To make the night jealous
What is this pain already plunged together
Or should I turn my hell?
Morning to morning, night to night
Slowly begin to forget
All those nights are so dark
Become a forgotten poem
So was my drowning self
