I was in a traffic jam while riding in the car. The sadness I needed was infiltrating my heart beats. The distance is too far. My sadness is saving my life. And it’s filling my empty heart full. この一部で 哀しみは鼓動へ 遠く距離 悲哀は繋…

A dresser scratched my arm. My blood trickled from the wound. Proof of my existence will fade sometime. I stood on the railing of a bridge. The scenery reflected on the surface of the river. My narrowed eyes glimpsed a set of shoes. I was …

The sea blew out a lonely candle. It didn't burn out my headache. A ghostly apparition in the darkness was at my side. It wouldn’t leave me alone. At the brink of my heart, the many ripples repainted the color of the sand. I was looking at…

Everyone has made similar mistakes any number of times. In spite of each one's own. Each person has their own place. A signal turned to green from red. I despised something, and continued not to notice it was someone's pain. The lights had…

"I'm sorry for worrying you." I had nothing for an answer.Hating myself again at the bottom of this hill.A vast cloud has covered the sky overhead, so I won’t laugh at myself under a clear sky.A drizzle is cooling my face.I’d like to feel …

My sweat from the crowded street was drying. Trash-music played shamefully in the city. I was thirsty. The sounds of ice hitting each other reached into me. The sweetness in the glass stuck in my throat. I cannot mature yet. The alcohol in…

The noble flowers had fallen before the spring came.Their shrill voices were flying about in the car.Their dumb brains had lost some of their intellectual power.What little identity they have will soon fall.What's the meaning of your words…

In this dull world, my emotions are also getting stale little by little.Leaving my right footprint is the last resistance that I have.I cut off my hair so I will not feel regret pulling at it from behind.However, thanks to that I felt reli…

You are afraid of what’s coming? No matter what, you'll fear it. So there’s nothing good in escaping reality. Clench your teeth. No meaning in the slow-life. No future in the slow-life. "future" is a hackneyed phrase. I say "No thank you" …

Even the sounds of footsteps on the sandy shore were echoing. In that place, what was the thing your hand hid in your pocket? Even my words froze. In that place, what was the thing your white breath hid in the air? Why were you standing be…