May be tomorrow i'll find my way home!

It was an invitation to touch The deepest point of her feelings Another invitation was a hoax To enjoy such a rain I touched the raindrops instead Till then my life was cursed to lead. I made my own journey so uneven Sliding like drunken king On the slope of barren mountain. Now I am waiting For my doom and rebirth For redemption To suffer my own aftermath But my time doesn’t end Silence reigns in the wind Whispering some old melodies Someday I won’t miss my fallacy To vibrate Only for the groaning of dismantle ocean Or to halt Lucifer’s scream.