Red, is it a black point of view?
The sharp tooth.
I came too close to the edge of the chandelier.
It screamed in thousands of voices.
Naughty.
Babel. My tongue is twisted.
Lumos!
Without You, I cannot see.
Bad, the Ugly.
Red and the color Blue.
Dark and the Night.
I confess.
I am a child. - Isn't it blank?
Easy way out is not an option. I could hurt myself.
I cannot stay either.
I am too naked.
Too exposed. - for my mothers words
Home-less?
No flowers in my hands today.
I hurt hurt and will hurt.
When will I see your face again,
When will my mind quiet in dark?