Colder like the ocean,
Have you felt it before?
Cold enough to disrupt your dreams?
Cold enough for difficult to bleed?
Last night, I trespassed a bridge inside my head , full of thoughts , parting separate but familiar destinations.
And destinations are meant to be reached, aren’t they?
I’m not afraid of my deeds, for i know the path i choose was never easy!
My soul is on the urge of distress,
For , I don’t hold an apology to anybody,
Cz I know i’m a sinner, sinner with the scars all over my soul.