slice of life
January 1st 2010

I smell the unpredicted.
If i have the chance i would just bang it
but things are not meant to be now.

I recall my days of salvation
Where i taste the drops of blood
Clean acted.

Where i stand proudly. remorseless.
while they call it mean. inhumane.
Inhale deep the oxygen.

The bodies they have souls.
Them souls taking revenge on me.
They're haunting.
Claiming me to be one of them.

But its not what's stopping me.
I'm not well equipped.
It has to be right or
I'll be jeopardizing people i care.
The vengeance souls they're at wait
on any trace left behind.

This time I'll keep things low.
not even a single movement.
Play along living
as whatever daylight should.

Eros as lack.

It's once said by Aristophanes
that human beings were originally round organism,
each composed of two people joined together
as one perfect sphere.

But the spherical creature
gets too overambitious,
thinking to roll right up to Olympus,
so Zeus chopped each of them in two.

As a result everyone must now
go through life in search
of the one and only other person
who can round him out again.

It's whenever i see you
i see what my self lack of.
Things that been forgotten for years.
Right back when my innocence were taken.

Who am i really
How can i tell

For whenever our eyes met
there's no words left in me.

I think it’s the end.


Hey love.. You’re a delusion.

It's right when u said it. It’s when I try to end it.

I think of you as lust. My red Apple.

We if there's a We,
We could have glorious nights.
But it’s another silent.
Because I know how to touch you and you know for too long.
It’s in our veins.
It’s how we love.

The players
The troubles
Is that what we are?

We're sick being tag in our every movement.
Maybe that's why.

The other side is that
I think of you as my savior
The bible of my palm.
There you stand as proud as I like it that way.

You're a statue of my fear and pride.

But we reach the end.
The end of nothingness. The end of Never Us River.
It’s when u sits beautifully there. I see.
There it is..
Ended. It’s enough. It’s fulfilled.

lay my head

you smile
your eyes smile

loving it
made me smile

I've been learning u know..
I know it sounds cheesy
but it's fair

u should stay
but it's up to you, isn't it?
I know it felt slow
maybe I am slowing

it's s because I don't see the point
of chasing something pointless
so if it's a question

u are
always will

i saw u saw me watching

You.

can we just be the way we should?
the ego bruiser thing is getting too much.

while I was never sure
and you're always as sure as planned.

I think the contrary
sometimes

I know what sureness is
I'm walking through it...
It's a sure joke
when I'm not allowed to taste it
but you know people they love the comedian

Never get angry
You'd look stupid
and all those conscious of should and shouldn't

so what has parted us
we're no different.

the other

In sequence lights, the memory
Those same scenes that always made her smile
We all made stupid things we didn’t realize
They leave us hollow somewhere inside
And broken heart follows
She knows how not to get broken actually
All she has to do is to let things take her to its spin
Be elastic. It’s written. There is history. Always works.

But this time
What’s to be sure?
The untangled seem innocent?
Not really she said.
She wished she’s innocence
Or otherwise.

In between as always.
The love, the hate, the good, the bad.
It’s her only virtue.

the kid is not billy ..

he's not a she just like shes never a he

i was never playing the game hide and seek

it's just a peace searching like the monk really.. no.. really.. that's what i did.. there's no faith doing it would do me good.

the questions perpetuating.. from u.. while me expecting no such question from you.. see it felt sad.. about the understanding you and me had, all never exist.

i did it all for me. never you.