Blue

A Poem by Ciel

Beauty is not even an enough word
When I have found the termination
I'm out of my control
Trapped in the dead-end

The navel of my universe has changed
Now I am walking down the garden
Look up at the bright sky
Even the sun supports me

My soul goes out from it's hiding place
Lifted up freely to the sky
I'm touching with the different world
Drowned in the new world

Wine that I kept for years are bitter
Now I find a cross-roads
And I know it's wrong
And I know it's right

And then should I blame Cupid's arrow?
I'm on my knees on the edge of valley
The sun is not on it's place
But you'll only know wine that taste good after you taste the bad one