I got my eyes closed. I am lost in memories. And it still gets worse. I will always be too weak to let go. Where is the point in this? I can’t forget anything. So, you know, I can’t see things clearly, and I’ll always keep in mind what’s meaningless. And if this made you happy, I have no reason to be with you anyway. ‘You never feel comfortable in company of people’, she said. ‘That’s why you’re whole life is meant to fail.’ But I am.. I’m still breathing. I’m not able to forget, I carry everyone who came and went inside my head. This is the sound of my heart beating and beating and beating. I can’t ever finish what I’ve started. I am afraid of heights, that’s the murdered child within. Nothing’s harder than trying to repair the wings of someone that never learnt to fly. I know, I could have fallen deeper. Day in, day out, I lie awake and I won’t move. And I know the voices in my head will never leave. But I believe in everything that happens in between all the goodbyes. You’re the sweet devils of my past. You keep scaring me in silent nights. No matter how hard I try not to listen, there will always be a lingering sound. In my life, the sky is something that I could never reach, that’s why I felt useless every time my heart has been broken. You’re the sweet devils of my past. You keep scaring me in silent nights.