I was feeling that soothing air was passing over me.
I was thinking I am showering in the rain of summer.
I was guessing these smiles are from my endearment.
I was in a mirage that these throb radiates my name.
But, the air is poisonous.
The drops of rain are acidic.
Smiles are filled with lust.
Throb is beating for thirst.
Now, the time to break the mirage.
Need to accept the real aspect.
Can't survive in this golden cage.
I love you but I choose my self-respect.
With the blood, you are stained by the wound I provided.
Not only is it emitting from your body, but it's also piercing my chest.
Every drop of blood that is flowing in my veins,
Giving me the feeling of burning all over not any peace.
This air I wanted to only share with you.
Not allowing to inhale alone without
