On days like this

It is never good. This feeling.  Just can't shake it.  Breathing is so painful.  Feels like your lung is filled with smoke, poison.  All you want to do is sleep. And sleep.

God help me.

Empty

Funny how I don't seem to even notice.  I don't even mind it one bit.

The one that truly understands you

There is that one person. The one that will know you like no one else will.  He will love you for your flaws, admire you for your strengths.

For some reason you may not ever be together.

But because he knows you just as well as you know him.  You can never stay angry.  You can never blame.

For the principals and beliefs that lead to it, is the same principals and beliefs that you hold dearly on to.  The same virtue that he sees as your strength.  The same virtue you see as his strength.  The same virtue that is our weakness.

In the end, we remain in silence and apart.

The kiss of death

Cool breeze brush against my cheeks
While I close my eyes to dream in colors.

I see the green, I smell the freedom
I see the blue, I smell the calmness

I lay underneath the old oak tree
While my mind wanders
Never wanting to return

Peace...
At the end.

The Saviour that was Satan

More often than not, when in the state of despair
We frantically seek light, only to be disillusioned
By pretty rainbows and empty promises.
We fall prey to temptation
We sell our soul for the sweet promise of paradise

Yet time and time again
the cycle returns
Like the mind has no memory
Like the mind is empty
We follow the same candied road
Gingerly like a drunken sailor
Happily gulping the sweet air it fills
Oblivious of the peering eyes

Despair?
Nay..
When in despair shoult we not be wary?
It is so that the soul longs for a way out
That trickery becomes alien
And the mind becomes numb

It is not seen that the Saviour is Satan.

when the sun sets, the day ends

On the day when the wind was blowing
On the day when the season was warm
The image of me resting in your arms
Is still there.

To the days we use to love to the point of tears
To the days we used to be happy
Can't I go back?
Though it hurts, though this moment is my last
I hope you will hold me in your arms.

Becoming dust that flies in the wind
Becoming rain that falls down the window
If only I could go wherever you are
Then I could throw away my everything
To the days we use to love to the point of tears
To the days we used to be happy
Can't I go back?
Though it hurts, though this moment is my last
I hope you will hold me in your arms.

I am standing alone in the darkness
Afraid like a lost child
My heart is frozen
If I could go back just once
You can come to me whenever
I will always be at that place
Don't break down against time