we breath everyday as we are counting down our day(s) to death...

Tuesday, September 11

dark still

Well I'm still searching
I'm still looking
I'm still thinking
and I'm still waiting

Waiting for the light
to leave this dark
It is very dark
that I am blinded

For it will guides me
to a small tiny white
I will spot it
the rightful, I will figure

For my sacrifices
For my pleasure
For your passion
For your heart

Will it be worth it
I lost my mind
(myc)

4 comments:

andrew said...

Hey dude, what did happen to you lately? become a writer? cool...

because words do matter.

Maya Christina said...

aiyo..u ah! puitis dikit donx.. wakakaka. padahal intinya cuma.. (ada dech!), cuma gw buatnya puitis2. keyennn ???

cottoncandy said...

eh myc
ga salah blog lu?
puitis amat
lolz

lagi jatuh cinta? :)

Maya Christina said...

does it sound like puisi orang jatuh cinta ??? wakakkaa...