Tuesday, June 29, 2010

Such a thing that I hold into...

If my own kind betrayed me,
where should I put my faith on?


When my own blood stabbed me from the back,
what should I do if it's not crying like a hopeless?

When what I treated so preciously over my own self drown me into darkness of life,
what can I do if it's not cut my heart over and over till it bleed and died?

I'm just a merely human...
I'm not strong nor I have power...

What I have is only a small tiny of hope
that now entirely erased...

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