When my arms and shoulder can't stand the burdens..tears fall down.
Please let me through this easily.
Still it's too hard and I feel I don't have the strength to take this.

The pain is the nest of all wounds, coming through me like a dagger.
Stabbing me insanely.

One night without you, and it feels like one whole years.
The wounds remain inside the chest.
And forever this pain become the nest.