After the sunlight silently escapes
After the tiredness moves behind the door
After the mask has taken off my face
Black shadows stretch
No smiles in my room
Feels like a deep dark hole waiting for you
And every step I take leads me fall into
The bed with chains in the middle of the room
I touch the anger seared in the bluish wall
Like a tiger shouting in the melancholy hole
I smell the jealousy floating around in the air
Like thousands of eyes waiting me to tear
I see the heart smashed into the ruthless window
Bits of glasses stab straight through the base of blood vessels
I taste the hopeless of my acting role
Start crying with my friend wooden wardrobe
The coat-hangers are lonely, lazy and not laughing
And the desk is waiting, wishing and watching the way I wear my weakness
As the sounds and images run by the TV show
I saw my past playing in a black-white color world
The cold wind hits me with freezing call
I tell myself it’s enough for the soul to take them all
Therefore I lie down as a kid who doesn’t want it anymore
After the sunlight silently shines
After the tiredness washed away from the floor
After the emotion has forgotten through the dream
Cute little girl stretches
[ English Poem
My room
Jenny Wan ]
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