the melody

when tears flow a melody down,
could almost taste the thread of bitter regret
with every pore on bare flesh.
it felt so exposed, naked.
uncanny mint chill.

an illusion, a dream.
all a delusion.

every belief,
every promise,
every vow,
every truth.
a lie.

what is trust then?
is there Love, as so?
these aren't even worth mentioning in this polluted cosmos.
these doesnt exist as reality anymore.
because of man.
with their worldy desires and ambitions.

even tears, so pure
tastes so bitter.

i have seen the hideous face of man,
it comes straight from the heart.
i have understand the downright ugly nature of man.


seen enough in the mirror,
heard enough of the iniquitous inner voice
i have understood myself.