Tell me where happiness lies
So I can set my sails to the direction
Tell me what happiness is
So I would know if I found it
My home
Monday, March 21, 2011
Sunday, March 13, 2011
Seasons' Greetings
Each time I watch the lady changes her gown
I can't help myself but stand dumbfounded;
sucked into her quicksand of beauty.
I can't help myself but stand dumbfounded;
sucked into her quicksand of beauty.
Friday, March 11, 2011
In my Solitude
I shut my blinds and sit in the wailing darkness
No one knows
I lie unmoved on the icy floor until my skin turns purple
No one knows
I kill my overruling heart with a blunt knife
No one knows
I drop dead
No one cares
No one knows
I lie unmoved on the icy floor until my skin turns purple
No one knows
I kill my overruling heart with a blunt knife
No one knows
I drop dead
No one cares
Thursday, March 10, 2011
Weird Show
I'm the blue man with three hands, I'm the bearded woman with giant nose, I'm the crazy midget with wild red hair.
People are rushing to see me inside my cage, despite the high fare, despite the long distance.
I am never alone. I am surrounded with crowds. They stare, laugh, throw, spit at me...
They surround me with their crowded laughter, drown me in their thick black stares.
The newest weird show in the circus has come to town!
People are rushing to see me inside my cage, despite the high fare, despite the long distance.
I am never alone. I am surrounded with crowds. They stare, laugh, throw, spit at me...
They surround me with their crowded laughter, drown me in their thick black stares.
The newest weird show in the circus has come to town!
Thursday, March 03, 2011
It is You
And I said I love you
I say I love you
I'll say I love you,
while
Cherishing every droplet of your loneliness-quenching-affection
I say I love you
I'll say I love you,
while
Cherishing every droplet of your loneliness-quenching-affection
Wednesday, March 02, 2011
It doesn't matter how hard I try, I would never be pretty in his eyes. Why is it so damn important to me, you ask? I don't have the answer. Perhaps I just want to be adored by someone who loves me. But it is too much to ask, I guess. You could never force someone to see what they can not see, to think what they can not even imagine. I know I should just be happy with my being average. But hey, at least I'm not ugly!
Tuesday, March 01, 2011
I have never been good in forgetting aches. Especially if scars remain. My walls are decorated with pain. I don't know who put them all in exhibit like that, but they are there, all staring at me at the same time with their vicious eyes. Each of them has its own mind. And they just don't want to leave me in peace.
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