tear-drop

Quietly, I did some thinking.
Crying all my tears away may make me a happier person, I thought.

I dreamed, myself as someone with no memory.
Scary, I thought.
I don't even know how to walk, to raise my hand and neither do I know how to speak.

I saw myself, as a cat licking its wound.
No matter how much I nurse the wound, it wouldn't heal.
No matter how much I purred, nobody could hear.
I found myself in a strange alley.

I saw someone walking near me, a very familiar figure.
I couldn't picture the face.
I saw that someone raising his hand and grabbed me at the neck, strangling me to death.
Till the last breath I could breathe.

I know everything had come to an end.
To an end of misery...
I could no longer feel, hear, see...

Goodbye, you.
Goodbye, tear-drop.