Friday, 13 November 2009

  • Workworkwork.

    Friday the 13th leaves me heavily involved in the likes of the internet to even give a shit about my company law assignment. I fucking hate wasting time but what is THIS that i'm doing. Gah. Projects = depression. I need me some...I don't even know. UNPRODUCTIVE DAY MUCH.

Monday, 09 November 2009

  • The tin man and I

    Never enough.
    But maybe I loved too much.
    I wrapped my heart up in a brown paper bag,
    with all my vital but small organs.
    Just so.

    They called her tin man.
    And I, the liar.
    For my delivery was late.
    And the insides of my package were no longer significant.
    The tin man - she,
    really is not quite sentimental like I.
    I understood love by sense.
    Well... She never really had a heart.

    ...to be continued.

Saturday, 07 November 2009

  • You were the world...

    It's funny. That air. Stale as it is lonely. I watched the night clouds with my black framed glasses at the top of my head. Irony, isn't it. Watching with both eyes closed? At that point of time, I pray the skies would just envelope me and take me upwards. Anywhere but here please. Anywhere.

    I never was one for negativity, but for that one moment, I felt it, the weight of the world. It's funny how people in love would often promise to each other the world. I'll give you this, give you that. The stars, the moon, the sun, anything and everything your heart could possibly desire. Pity. What they do not know is how heavy the world truly is.

    But I laid there, silly me. I laid there for an hour without moving a muscle, I laid there breathing in what the world has to offer, on my shoulders. I heard the trees rustle and the wind whistle. I heard you. How isit possible to even feel this empty? The weight of the world...hahaha.

    Fuck. So i got up. And I ran. I ran in circles and I ran away from the world.
    And though my eyes were damp and my head was everywhere but there with me. I never felt a sense more beautiful than running. AWAY.

    ....

    The weight of the world is not my burden to bear.
    I am finally, free.


Friday, 06 November 2009

  • One too many assholes.

    If it is hell they speak of,
    I have roamed a journey too long.
    If it is a fairy tale love they are searching for,
    I have lost my golden compass.

    These days,
    the maps no longer serve their purpose.
    Our treasures are washed away, along with good old conscience.
    Manly arms and linking lies.
    A journey to the south, follows a forgettable heartbreak.

    How queer. She interest me now.
    That lady I see, with salt in her eyes.
    A depression that matches mine.
    I like what she sees.
    If love is blind, please grant me sight.
    grant her, me.

    Set me free, if you will, hopeless romantic.
    With the words you may whisper, so cliche and dramatic.
    Prove to me, once more, with me.
    That a rose still exist among the thorns.
    Dear fugitive from mars,
    Venus is where you belong.



Wednesday, 04 November 2009

  • 11:11 pm



    If only I could tell you how much I
    couldn't bear to
    let the sand slip through my fingers,
    and the embraces fade to dust.

    I would have asked you to
    not pack your heavy luggages that evening,
    but come sit beside me,
    and let the time catch up on us.
     
    But my bestfriend was pride, and yours was acceptance.
    They collided so furiously like unseen patterns.
    I could only watch as you lifted your foot,
    with untied laces that greatly resembled my mood.

    It could have been easy, 3 words were all there is.
    "Please don't go." Honey, I never wanted you to leave.

    But my bestfriend was tugging,
    and my sleeves were all torn.
    I don't want to be exposed,
    So i followed her wrongs.Too late.

    I'll keep the doors locked tonight.
    In hopes that I might someday find you.
    Beneath my sheets filled with paper-thin wishes,
    that you promised to fulfil every 11:11.

    Dwell within my palms.

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