Saturday, December 26, 2009

Black

Where are you Black?
Please come back
Please turn and look back
Everything is still black

Trapped in here
Drinking lots of beer
Trying to drown my fear
From the news that I hear

Where are you?
Nothing is clear
Everything around is so blur
Covered in thick black fur

Dust flying around
Avoiding the ground
Fear is running out of bounds
Chased by bloody hounds.....

Myself

I can't express by my voice,
I only can express by my words I write
and
My actions, which may sometimes hurt badly......