• My black ocean
    As dark as my soul
    Made by my hates
    Drained of my love

    Enemys fill it
    Avoided by my friends
    A bloody sea that never ends

    A place for my fears
    And for my tears
    Wich is wiped away by an invisable hand
    Which eventualy stabs me to start it again

    I sit here waching the sun all day
    And I think of my friends going out to play
    And I alone
    Writing poems of my fears and emotions
    That fill or drain my black ocean