Being deserted,

Left alone on the other side

Is surely not fun.

I wonder how; 

A little pat on the shoulder,

A stroke of hand gently brush the hair

Would make a life seems better.

The true meaning of life,

Lie in the hand of a lover

Which heart full of flowers

That can make the world feel better.

The senses are not in presence,

The existence of humanity 

Is nowhere to be found

As people lost in the fun.

No more chances to be given,

No more hopes left,

Happiness is just one step closer

Offering a hug that can calm a heart.

There.. lie motionlessly the result of the fun,

Hardly took away their own lives,

With eyes full of regrets,

Catches many attention who secretly cares.

Dang..Funny when you are dead,

How people start to listen…