"backpain" poems
Walking in the pitch black road
Anyting in the way were no light
I easily bump into both side
And didnt notice that there is a sharp object
There was love inside, gribbing for air
But bcoz of deep darkness the essence was gone
Everything was lost and wreck
All eyes were blindfolded
The shape of the normal heart
Was all the different and difficult
To comprehence and seems confusing
Where do i find the haven in this place?
Inside this gyrated ambition and hopes
Its really impossible for me to escape
They were wearing mask and camouflage
In fact, inwardly they were greed and pride
So search me in this room of sadness
Direct my senses to draw me to exit door
Everything in the dark has seen by You
Whether into a cave or in the deep somewhere
May 14, 2010
May 14, 2010 at 5:51 AM UTC
Iron stares
Iron glares
Computer screens
Freedom
Clarity
Cannot leave my numbers
Backpain
Weakling
Computer screen
Culture
Colours
Cannot leave my numbers
Travel
Happiness
Computer screen
Never happy
Don't believe
Didn't leave my numbers
Oct 26, 2018
Oct 26, 2018 at 5:09 PM UTC
i want *** with love
but last night we ******
and i felt nothing—except for
the hardwood floors
Sep 8, 2014
Sep 8, 2014 at 2:04 AM UTC