Solitaire

Vermilion morning come close in,

I remain stoned behind my anxiety,

dews which floating in,

bring the silence at this beginning.

Been wandering for so long,

still cannot find my fate,

only a sigh of the heart,

reflected from the black spot under my eyes.

Crawling in the dark,

I'm searching for some words,

to depict myself in my own fable,

but as the gloomy sky won't give me a way,

I was standing alone in the middle of the noon.

I wonder if there will be someone,

cry for me as I no longer breathing,

standing aside my coffin,

spread the flowers of sadness.

Ah, lonely road I passed through,

led me to a cross harbour,

taking me without questioning,

I look back...

Gazing at nothingness behind,

taking a step into disappearance...