In the mean time, when I was in dark and lacking of breath….
I was running at no speed, barely crawling on sharp concrete….
I saw someone, standing heartless at far laughing on me…..
I tried to recognize him who turned out to be me…..
A girl by his side, increasing my agony…..
With a knife in her hand stabbed in my soul bloody…..
I was the only one in city left alone in a hole…..
My instincts were dead when I see anger playing my role…..
They laughed louder, girl playing with him…..
He was standing there emotionless, who turned out to be me……
She took her time, kissing his neck, making him comfort…..
And whispered the words of love, one dirty step to make me hurt….
I was bounded hypnotized couldn’t stop her toying with me…..
I pushed myself aside, stood up barely on my knee…..
In the mean time when I was fighting to me…..
When it was a war of mind to setting me free…..
I saw her eyes witty and satisfied…..
I lost and I win, later was me and former was my soul terrified.