The Mark on an Old Tree

09/22/07

when your soul reach the place of oblivion
who would be there to save you?
you just wanna forget,
you just wanna escape

once, you were in a field of white flowers
now the warmth in the air fades
as you saw someone walk away, towards the other field
for someone there are more flowers... more butterflies..

you're now more like a bird who lost its wings
it still dreams to fly, but cannot
a child left alone on a playground
who just wished to spend time playing, being happy

you just sat alone on a cold rock
wait, for hours, months, years
hoping that someone will return.
but you don't wanna be left alone... you don't want to

you explore other fields
but still you left your mark on an old tree
"i'll just go explore other fields"
"but i left my everything, even my heart here on our field"..