:: ThE PLaCe I YeArN FoR ::

Sometimes if I look back in life,
I will cry and just stare at the knife,
Wondering to move a step further,
Of another suicide case or murder.

Taking time off is hard and a scare,
When you cant stand it and turn to bear,
All weaknesses, sufferings and pains from me,
Even all worries and pain within him.

If I have chosen a place to die,
The place must be where I cry,
The last tear which rolled my face,
It's the end of another love craze..

If I have chosen a place to die,
The place must be the place I like,
The place where I feel peace within,
To help me forget what I did to him..

If I have chosen a place to die,
The place must be the place no crime,
The place is the one that I love most,
And where I can see all the heavenly host..

The place I love, the place I like,
Is where the winds blow till I can fly,
Up and up, above the clouds,
I will never forget my true-love vow..

Yet the place must be at the sea,
The place of courage and sound of wind,
If I took one more step over the fence,
I think I can really stop all my pretence..
After that step, I have to go,
To someplace where I'll never know,
The ocean, the river and the sea,
This is the place where I love and am free...

The time has come for me to show,
The truth and move that I had to know,
A decision so tough which cannot decide,
Well, I guess this reaches the time...