Roasted brown in your thoughts
When life has to cut rough
Every time stars shine
Every time rain drops
tip- tip asking me to rest in peace
Before I die

How do I experience peace
When time sharpens jolted pieces 
When life has to pierce
again and again
Same thing to deal
Same emotion to feel

My verse looks so blue
When life cuts tough
unseen throat and thoughts
Seek space to chuck
I write, write and write
Yet I feel I am not through

Wish of a piece for peace
When its only thing you miss.