Losing Grip of Reality Chapter 1

Why am I losing grip of reality? Tragedy cuts me like a knife Trying with my might to believe…that peace will prevail That God’s Rain can relieve the heartaches of life…and eventually, it will drown away the strife… Ashes are floating in the sky… The ashes of our love The ashes of our love I treasured it… Now, I’m crowned with regret...blushing blue Breaking bit by bit Honestly, upset…I want the best for you Reminded of the past when I should be the future Tortured by the voices in my head Tortured by the voices in my head They whisper lies in my head They whisper lies in my head In the dead of night, I feel like you are so far away from my reach After a rainstorm, there is a rainbow After a rainstorm, there is a rainbow Easily led astray by the mindset of “I don’t care” All I do is drift away…as the music scars my heart I don’t see you, dreamily going along your way My dream is to be the happiest guy…and make it in life I’m going through yet another phase of yesterday What’s worse – my soul is shattered cuz it’s brittle in your hands Reminded of the past when I should be the future Tortured by the voices in my head Tortured by the voices in my head They whisper lies in my head They whisper lies in my head In the dead of night, I feel like you are so far away from my reach After a rainstorm, there is a rainbow After a rainstorm, there is a rainbow Easily led astray by the mindset of “I don’t care” All I do is drift away…as the music scars my heart Its delicateness has transformed into this…miserable mess Wipe the crimson from your lips and sift away your fury Immediately, you and I stride away into the nostalgic night Complexion has masked my desires for sonorous singing…quit your straying Astonished by your magnificence…your mesmerizing Conspicuously, you flatter me with your swaying…quiet yourself and keep on praying Craving your stinging stinginess…I shudder, making up my mind quickly – your outlandish nature is hypnotizing Disengage yourself from your pleasurable passions And your misleading fashions… Elated by your excitable exuberance Solemn silence intensifies and time flies