It Is Very Hard To Say The Exact Truth, Even About Your Own Immediate Feelings

Much Harder Than To Say Something Fine About Them Which Is Not The Exact Truth

Tuesday, April 28, 2009

--==[[ Forever And One!~ ]]==--



What can I do?

Will I be getting through?
Now that I must try
to leave it all behind

Did you see
What you have done to me
So hard to justify
Slowly is passing by

Forever and one
I will miss you
However, I kiss you
yet again
Way down in Neverland
So hard I was triyng
Tomorrow I'll still be crying
How could you hide
your lies, your lies

Here I am
Seeing you once again
My mind's so far away
My heart's so close
to stay
Too proud to fight
I'm walking back into night
Will I ever find
Someone to believe?

Forever and one
I will miss you
However, I kiss you
yet again
Way down in Neverland
So hard I was trying
Tomorrow I'll still be crying
How could you hide your lies
your lies







Saturday, April 25, 2009

Iris

mBlog 3rd Copy
Date : 16th January 2008

Day : Thursday
Time : 00:43:27
Venue : Home Sweet Home


So many things cross my mind these days. Am i still who i think i am? Do i have the straight to keep on fighting? All these battles i've gone through. Are they some kind of challange? Or just punishment for the sin of not knowing if i have sinned? My body are bruised and battered. But my mind suffered the most. I thought my way through life. But life fought back.

The more i give. The more i get. I prayed for peace. Hoping for freedom. From all these chaotic situation. Still i get no reply. At least. Not yet. I'm not sure if i should keep on going. Keep on hoping. Keep on wondering. Keep on fighting. Or should i let it be?

Will it count to something? Or will i die for nothing? I can't stop thinking. Am i dying? I'm still living. I'll keep it this way. I'll do it my way. Even there is no way, I'll make my day. This is not the end! Nothing's gonna pinch this nerve of mine. Why doesn't anyone believe in loneliness?

I have million reason why i should run. But, for now, i can't even think of one. who wants to live forever? I'm tired of living...





I love you without knowing how~ or when~ or from where~
I love you straightforwardly without complexities or pride~
I love you because i know no other way then this~
So close ... that your hand ... on my chest ... is my hand~
So close ... that when you close your eyes ... I fall asleep~


Just Me ... True Me ... Poor Me ...
--==[[ PrOpErTy Of BadTz ]]==--

End Of Typing: 01:22:14









Friday, April 24, 2009

--==[[ Circle Of LIfe!~ ]]==--


Day : Tuesday
Time : 03:16:25
Venue : Home Sweet Home


LIFE.
All of life is a coming home. All the restless hearts of the world. All trying to find a way home. It's hard to describe what i felt like then. Picture yourself walking for days in the driving road as if you don't even know you're walking in circles. The heaviness of your legs in the drifts. Shouts disappearing into the wind. How small you can feel, and how far away home can be.


HOME.
The dictionary defines it as both a place of origin and a goal or destination. And the storm? The storm was all in my mind. In the middle of the journey of my life. I found myself in a dark wood. For i had lost the right path. Eventually i would find the right path, but in the most unlikely place.


INDIFFERENCE.
What's wrong with life? What are we so mortally afraid of? Why can't we treat life with a certain amount of humanity and dignity and decency and God forbid. Maybe even humor. Life is not enemy. If we're going to fight a disease, let's fight one of the most terrible diseases of all.


UNTOUCHED.
When i was a little child. I would look out my bedroom window at the caterpillars. I envied them so much. No matter what they're before. No matter what happened to them. They could just hide away and turn into beautiful creatures that could fly away. Completely untouched.


DEATH.
To die. To expire. To pass on. To perish. To peg out. To push up flowers. To push up posies. To become extinct. Curtains. Deceased. Demised. Departed. Defunct. Dead as a doornail. Dead as a herring. Dead as a mutton. Dead as nits. The last breath. Paying a debt to nature. The big sleep. God's way of saying "Slow down".


Just Me ... True Me ... Poor Me ...
--==[[ PrOpErTy Of BadTz ]]==--

End Of Typing: 04:18:24






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