Sunday, April 10, 2016

the lowest form of life.

yet another one of those cruel scene played while asleep.
you cheated yourself out of true loyalty.

for life is everything.

For those who possess, they were willing to abandon.
For those who seek, they were willing to kill.

Saturday, April 09, 2016

does it even die?

when love dies, does it perish forever?
or does it turn into a ghost that haunts you every moment of every day?

Friday, April 08, 2016

another moment, another eternity.

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Thursday, April 07, 2016

stinking lies.

you know the thing about words.
they can be arranged nicely to even mask a corpse as a living soul.
and you can't smell that filthy, rotting stench.
not until the one who spoke, left.

Tuesday, April 05, 2016

what is ok?

if i may so ask again.
how do you sleep at night?

like you know, even way before, when you already knew.
and you have the plans in your head.

do you just sleep normally?
you could accept it? the things you are about to do?

the true colour of your nature?
when everyone else thinks of you otherwise?

i still cannot believe.
i was still blind.

i fucking stood up for your name even when it is you who created the mess!
stupid, thats what i was.

cruel world.

Sunday, April 03, 2016

beneath the skin of your soul.

we weren't invincible.
as much as we wish we could be.

it could have been simpler.
but you did not make it that way.

you look into my eyes and still smile.
when your heart was already rotting.

you could bear to do that.
but i could not, and i never will.

jammed.

i wonder if the very reason this happened is the real deal.
or perhaps it is just a camouflage for a disgusting act that's been cooked for a while.

Saturday, April 02, 2016

logically illogical.

the world is a really funny place.
why do we have to go through pain?
actually we don't have to.
but reality disagrees.

Friday, April 01, 2016

messed up dream.

the thoughts in my mind crafted it as perfectly horrible as i could have imagined.