in the silence

Black likes likes
Grief laughing sisnis
Seeing the heart in the dark
Again oppressed,

Themselves are friends
Lost again
Where else do I remember?
You're closed now
The road to you,

In the fancy of my reflection
Kan colonized again
Kan scratched again
The long feeling of this life,

The wound becomes fate
For a heart that is too hopeful
On a futile soul
Sad to laugh again
Seeing the soul
The oppressed.