The freakeast nightmare

 Walking alone into the deep hole of self Era, the optimistic view of chasing the running milestone, it's awful to be with the layer of darkness along with the psychological density which leads my character into the same horizontal environment.

I'm rotating the same scenario according the rules of living and i can't find anything which leads the way towards a new golden day.

I've been trying to connect my name with the prospective symmetrical virtuality that means nothing except giving me the pleasure,

The pleasure all mine, it heals me up after waking up from nightmares.

Those tiny prattels makes me remind those days when I had a pure soul with incompleteness, those comes from that world where I've belonged from.

I felt the same statistical enthusiasm which gave me the wings of my broken pieces of trustworthiness and a king with out the crown .

There is no vanishing method, there Is no delete button.

The regretful aggressiveness is only represents a bucket with zero gravity,

I'm freezing and shaking my palms together to create the sensation,

I'm lying into the grave of mine, but still I'm feeling the beats from the every single broken pieces of my lonely heart.