Onie Ross Blog

I have so many doubts
About myself that clouds
Restrain me to look and see
Where now, I want to break free

Thinking, thinking and lot of it
What step must took for me
What path should I take
So many dreams I must pick

In dark nights I watch along
As it pass away and leave me no song
At point of grief and loss of hope
There's no light where I left alone

It burden to loss precious stones
It grieve to loss love ones
So much it hurt what deep it would never be
So much to hold on things I can no longer see

So let myself burn in cold fire
To feel the hurt you hold undesire
Burn me in the warmth of the cold fire
For things I stride will turn in your desire