Taste of Bitter

I thought I have already hold my happiness firmly in my palms.

Eventually it just slipped away in silence.

It's a long night, I feel like as I am the only solitude in the world.

Alcohol is insufficient to anesthetize;

Cigarette is no longer the companion of loneliness;

Tears is unable to discharge my bleeding heart.

I'm numb and tired of this.

The payoffs we sacrificed brew our love.

I can still feel your breath in the air.

The only thing I am tranquil of.

The smell of the atmosphere makes me feel like kissing you.

Smoke; Has the impact of floating confusion.

Why do people smoke? It's simple.

Because smoking keeps people sober.

It's called nicotine paralysis.

Cigarette sacrifices itself for me.

I look at the dark cloudy sky;

Instantly I found the touch of lost.

This is the path of my choice.

I must finish it even crawling with my knees down.

Happiness has always seems to be distant;

Abstract; And hallucinate.

Despair might be the last exit of life.

I finally understand why could man end their life easily.

Because we might be able to hold a moment of tragic pain;

But we could not bear the loneliness day after day.