Monday, 21 November 2011
Wednesday, 27 July 2011
It's been a while I've been searching for gold,
Bold in this cold wonder what should I hold,
Listen well for what I was foretold,
Contemplate all before you get old.
I have been missing by your side,
Not knowing what I should abide,
Forgive me for all my dynamite,
It's my suicide from kryptonite.
I have learned to live half alive,
Striving, fighting just to survive,
Collapsed, tell me how you revive,
Wonder where your energy arrive.