Saturday, 7 February 2009

Blood brothers..

What great news ?

What a great day with others...

Hiding your pride, seeking your destiny.

Having fun, while stepping on the hearts of others.

Selling your heart and burying your soul.

Sliting our body and drinking our blood.

What is your alibi, that drives you to do so.

It’s in our blood, destroy ourselves.

It’s in our blood, kill ourselves.

It’s in our blood, kill one another.

Blood brothers,we are.

How many chances it can lead you back to the path?

How many times can we tolerate your infliction?

Rotten flesh and an empty vessel, is this what you choose to be?

Cunning tricks and vile plans, is this deliberate or is it just me?

This is your nature of life, vacillating between hope and despair.

This is your nature of life, wavering between betray and faithful.

Blood brothers we are..


Wednesday, 4 February 2009

迷。。

破晓的晨钟,在耳边响起。

肩上的发香,诉说着你的离去。

闭上眼,痛,仿佛只在前一秒开始。

分不清,是梦,还是现实。看不到你,却感觉到你在那里。


脚踩大红绸缎,身穿天鹅羽绒。熟悉的画面在眼前出现

左边的书架上,一层厚厚的灰,遮掩不了它的妩媚。

呼,发黄的封面竟镶着玫瑰?!

鲜血般的娇艳,是因为染上的色?还是滴下的血?

困惑的眼睛,映出为你写下的字句。。



梯级队成的螺旋体,让人摸不着它的尽头究竟在哪里

花岗岩上雕刻的是,满是荆棘的玫瑰

隐隐约约透出种异样的气氛

门后,是触摸不到的身影。。。