Sleep Disease

I don’t need this air,
The smoke is enough,
Fill me up with angst,
I’ll shut my mouth.

Don’t worry, mom,
The strings I used this time won’t break,
I tied it properly, you see...
So stop shouting at me....

What are these whispers?
Dad, why did you come?
You shouldn’t be here,
Crimson’s a drug....

My fingers you kept untouched,
I will frame them now,
Look at how beautiful they are,
Your heart is on fire....

Sister, don’t be sad,
I’ll give you a human-sized doll
I promised you after-all
I won’t be mad.

Why won’t you say anything?
I won’t allow your tears to fall,
Else they’ll break the crimson I created,
I worked so hard, please diligent, my fated...

You wanted my smile so I’ll give it to you,
I’ve put it afar
I kept it from you, but
I want it back, while I search for a cure...

My mind will soon scatter,
I hanged my eyes upon the red string of fate,
So you hear, my dear listener,
A world is not that hard to make,
If you destroyed everything that has been created.