you told me not to think too much

So you want to know?
I will tell you.
In the darkest hours, you failed to shield your heart.
To have love, the heart is susceptible to hatred and jealousy.
Poison.
Thats what they are.
Killing you from the core of your heart.
Torturing you.
Turning you into somebody you are not.

Confused.
You just don’t seem to understand yourself.
What is love, actually?
It does not only brings happiness.
But sorrows alike.
The scar, the wound.
As fresh as your love can be.
When the heart is confounded,
Many evil thoughts may appear.

Your true colours.
Only when you are driven to a corner,
When all else fails, when help is gone.
That is when your mask will be broken.
Your true self reveals itself.

Now that you know.
Only true, pure love will last.
It may scar the heart,
Burn it to ashes.
Push you beyond your limits.
What can you do?
Only persist, only persevere.
Pain is just temporary.
It is what lies at the end that matter.
The glory, the victory.

However, remember.
When you love,
Do not hurt others’ feelings.
Please...



Anyway, those reading my blog.
Take note.
I’m not some kind of emo kid.
Not depressed or stress or whatever.
I’m a normal person,
With feelings.
I have lots of thoughts running through my mind.
Mostly, they are beautiful thoughts.
Sometimes, they’re not.
It kills to think too much.
Hahaa. My friend told me to stop from thinking too much.
At least i know someone cares. :)
Hmm...
Thoughts...
I am trying to protect my heart,
From succumbing to its evil side.
These kind of posts, like the one above, are not directed at anyone.
It is just another thought of mine.
And the beautiful ones, are FOR someone.
But that someone doesn’t knows.
but she'll know it, soon.
i guess.


Black will paint over White,
& Red will stain it.