Wednesday, April 27, 2011

lockheed


listen to me,
you won't anyways
take a look at me,
you know you want it

i don't want it
i'm sick and tired of this
you're sick and full of shit
i'm sick and you're a freak

stop following me
i'm not following you

stop mocking me
no i'm just doing what i do best

jump from a bridge
i'll watch you stumble and fall

infuse the agony
let's start this party party

shit don't know
what the fuck am i talking about

you don't know what the fuck are you talking about

they won't know what the hell are we talking about

the hourglass conduit

tell me,
is this how it feels
the storm
i subside
the war
i survived

you buried everything i knew
don't take it all
just take away this motions
i know we're not supposed to from
the start

yes from the start

i shall once again
open these wounds
to make up another
perfect lie
for the future
upon us
heed my lecture
little ones
bring your own perfect alibis
we shall once again
shine and lustrously
win this fight

i knew a man
from the back of my hand
he threw away his life
just for a taste of anyone else's
god won't turn back time
the hourglass is fixed
should we ban
ourselves from having such contracts
we'll surely be the greatest

we're certain of it
you're certain of it

i shall once again
open these wounds
to make up another
perfect lie
for the future
upon us
heed my lecture
little ones
bring your own perfect alibis
we shall once again
shine and lustrously
win this fight


Saturday, April 9, 2011

this is not the truth


this is a selfish post,
a selfish statement
narcissism
yet,the truth
the fact that each and every one us
were born,with the nature of lust,desire,arrogance,ego,superior and
yes,cynical

we never believed it though
because it is taught to us,
yeah,taught to us,day by day
nice guys wins
take the superior quality,
we may have deemed ourselves the nice guy
ironic,but very accurate

thus,there are different experience
different point of view
different challenges

no,it is not our fault
it is not our parent's fault too
it is destiny
the chosen ones

yes,
we are the chosen one

we have been given all of this challenges,
all of this turmoil to just end up in agony,
misery,fatigue,famine and meltdown

why are we chosen ?
the things may not happen to others
can they somehow make the problems malleable ?
can they stand it ?
can they make it through it ?
be it theirs,they should've gone six feet under now

thus,all of the things,end up to us.
the ones who can withstand it,
make it through in one piece


have faith,the world is a collection of syllable,harmonic yet monotonous synchronization
of laughter,tears,angst and fear

don't try to understand all of these
cause me myself
won't understand.what have i done to make it through until today.

may peace be upon you