Life is Everything

All those lifeless things was hitting me 
When I was walking down the lane
highly injured and so in pain.
That time
To me, blood meant life,
ripping off from every cut on my body.
And I was waiting to die.

All those lifeless things was hitting me
As i scrumbled upon the ground
And to me Blood meant life.

All those lifeless things was hitting me 
when I was recalling everything I've seen
And I was waiting to die.

With every slow blink of my eye, 
I wish I could donate blood to the dead trees on those busy streets,
So that world could forever believe in those greets
Cause to me Blood meant life.

With every slow blink of my eye, 
I wish I could donate blood to the dreams of a poor child
To see those laughters and the smile so mild
Cause to me Blood meant life.

With every slow blink of my eye, 
I wish I could donate blood to every broken hope 
Of the boy who hanged himself through a rope
Cause to me blood meant life.

With every slow blink of my eye, 
I wish I could donate blood to those blind eyes
To let them see the colourfull world
and the star-full sky, 
Cause to me blood meant life.

With every last blink of my eye, 
I wish I could donate blood to my lifeless pen
Wishing it to write more metaphors it did, but again,
Cause to me Blood meant life.

All those lifeless things was hitting me
As I was lying on the ground
Waiting to die
Cause to me Blood meant life.