Walking inside

My burning room

Gazing the shape

Of rising fire

Facing the hungry ghost

Of feeling lonely

Throwing my sword

I lost my throne

'The Queen' has died

The crowd has cried

I gave up

Everything I've started

Throwing my gun to the ground

Facing my shooter

Watching my end

Happy and proud

At least, it wasn't me

Who got burned 

While playing 

With cold fire

It was sweet 

The taste of reaching glory

Until it turned to be sour,

I gave up

Walking tall

Seeking,

What's Beyond

The faraway edge

I got lost,

Joy and sorrow

Hide and seek

In my mind

Showing happiness

Upon every face-off ,

Breaks me off 

I can't play anymore 

I lost,

I'm facing

the 4Th floor window

I threw myself

I died,

She lived

                                                                                            Ismaèl_Ak