Still the Stiletto of Heart

In the midst of money,
which ain't no compared,
as the pain burning in chest
the sins has awaken,
as i thought it's dead,

soul pulled out,
soul turn back in,
heart keep burning
as it's wounded keep bleeding

sigh enough
tears awating
if he's not the one,
then why this heart?
beeping,
tick-tock-ing
thumping
hitting
kicking
inside this chest!!!!

i love you but you're with her
i wait but you leave
i patience  but you in hurry,
i'm in tears, but you in gally,

Once more,
this heart win,
win in losing myself in control
win in bursting my tears,
win in chest-pain-making
and
win in stop my time of life

so the stiletto stand still again,
though looks tough
but ain't no more beat,
as it's ain't no amendable.

Shit comes in whisper,
hell cursing by together,
damn as it could be you
but die as i could feel