Impearled Oyster Explode Within

This midnight is a break again
like all those nights that I have been alone
a break, a breach in this spectrum
of silent colours that I own...

Leaving behind those those included
and repenting all I left
smiling for the cached moments of past
and overseeing the present depth...

because present will go past someday
so why to mess with it
and past is all I think I have
saved and pressed with it...

This gloom is there and was destined to be
because thats what all I have learnd
The road not taked will always remain a wish
again both couldnt be choosen for these hunt...