Till the day I die
Sometimes I still lose my mind
When the wine runs dry
When the ocean devours me
For a moment
I'd cry
Though not with tears
Just dreams and empty beers
Just treading water
For a moment
I try
Still I love and still I lose
My mind in the winds of silence
I am floating now
Why?
Sometimes I think I should not write
But some unknown force compelles me
Some spell some word that I'm looking for
Until
Schizophrenia;
Till the day, I die.
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