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A lonely street lamp,
I'm walking home with my feet laid bare.
A small pale blur,
I never leave my trails on the foot paths.

The clubs are full of people,
Dancing, moving, romancing
But I'd still be feeling alone
I'd still be feeling like an empty void shell

An angel lying on the floor
With my wings stretched out,
No matter how I warm myself,
It still feels cold everywhere.

My body is freezing..
My heart lays barren
My soul was broken
By the blades of the black roses

Now
I'm walking on the street
With my feet laid bare,
The wind is in my hair,
But my heart is elsewhere.

Now
I'm sitting on the bench
With cascading darkness
Night is drawing near,
Yet I see no future.

Now
I'm looking at the dark blue ocean
With the sand at my feet
My eyes reveal my cries
As my heart proclaims its loneliness

Now,
My body is still freezing..
My heart still lays barren
Even my soul still feels broken
Not by the blades of the black roses,
But by my heart's sorrow,
It feels lonely,
And it feels empty...


Yup, I feel this way sometimes. I don't REALLY know why or what or how or whatever. Written on the day itself.