Oblivion Grudge...

Inside my dark soul, I wanna freed myself. I wanna cross the road, but the road wont allow me. Am not sinful enough. how can I be sinful if am in love with one god, "You"

I wanna dance barefeet till millions of dawn pass thru me and I find myself again.

I want this girl again, being wrapped in her own self passion, difusing it to the world.

If I knew, just if I knew....... I wish I knew but am ignorant about life and yet still alive.

I wanna look at the mirror and recognise myself, I don't anymore.

If I scream those mountains over my chest!
Maybe then, I'll be ready to put down this load I've carried longer than I had cared to remember.

I can't reach you, I'm in the middle of the sea, cannot reach the shore

Demons, my own demons are locking me,

they do that sometimes,
they punish me
severly

I wanna be holded severly,
till it crush my chest
I wanna be holded severely

I want compassion, I wanna escape

No More Heinz?

between who I was and whom shall i become
lay remains of a girl, bits & pieces of a woman who lived here once
who shined someone's life and killed him at the end of the journey....

When it's too late, nothing can be saved...

i am an expert in hurting people, but most of all an expert in hurting myself.

i should be diagnosed for being champion of heartlessness and guiltlessness.

but what've known about myself for the past 29 years have suddenly changed.

by hurting the people i love, i do hurt myself in return.

when would i wake up and learn the difference?

the slight difference between good intention and losing sight.

sadly i am learning now, but it's too late to change, the damage already occured.

cAn SoMEbody InsPire the HECK out of mE? (PS: Mature Content)

Digging a finger or two inside oneself for incentive..
Guiltless lustful actions known as Amour Adultaire..
Unecessary food filling a big hole in stomach..
Shaking infront of 9000 Watt speakers for a promised vibrate quack..
Quickies? they are only good for a momentum fantasy..
Foreplaying is becoming banal and no Eroticism enough for mental erection..

Neither prayers nor intense sex..

Cutting own flesh to taste running fresh blood..

But again......Nothing seems enough

Thrill Factor & The Edge...

What keep us on our toes is more than just a crush towards each other. It's the thrill factor.
What we have in common do not impress me nor the knowledge of universe you do have.
It's the Edge we stand on that shake my senses whenever I fall into normality.
You swap away more dust from within. I might not be ready but don't stop from swapping till dust go away so I can see Myself.


To the Bohemian who is getting to know herself.

...;..@

Untitled

She said to me: He is not perfect...but he reaches me..
He knows how to treat me...and I look up to him always...
This is one thing I have been missing...

On the mind & heart of my childhood friend

'Understanding' do not equal 'To understand'

Everytime I feel entrapped to understand you, I stop and decide that I won't waist time to understand, that's understanding.

I better save all my energy in truely loving you and then my brain will alinate.

...;..@