Draft

Time is drawing on my skin
paintings of horror,
I'm just a queen to fight with him.
Even the energy of my sorrow
can't help me to win.

I envy the time never goes back.
that's invisible and lives
forever when it's always dead.
And it's pervert profanation
is dwelling in my madness. That's a fact.

My loneliness I'm realizing,
becoming a famous face
of times' romantic advertisement.
And all my love is wasted,
waiting for the rainbow rising.

I am kneeling in the mud
as nobody's phantom
on all my reverie's tomb.