13, i cannot live together with you

i cannot live together with you
my life
you are just there
in the air of my room

i have the key of my room
i want to crush you ,same as crush a trashy china
my life
is the treachery of my will

i want to throw you away
same as a housekeeper throw away a cracked cup
don't live in my room, my life
or you satisfy a poet's wish

i can die with you
i am waiting this happens
under others'stare
you escaped from my sleeping eyes

when without you, i see myself
you already iced over, but not my memory
i don't need to freeze your right
that is a incantation like death

i cannot lift you up
because your face
has no Jesus's wind

the bright plain hide my all secrets
my eyes caught homesickness
except i can smell your breath

some people are talking
they work in heaven for God
i also think this as the meaning of life
but belief often tosses about suspicion

i would rather have no eyes
in order to your sight penetrating through universe
perhaps excellence hides dirty trades
just as heaven and hell are actually the same

if my name sounds in heaven
that is not to offend intentionally your proprieties
if your flourish shows stateliness
while i am enslaved
this is just the hell cuting up my body

so we have to separate
you live there, i live here
there is a door being ajar
yes, we cannot live together