Friday, August 8, 2008
Heart attack.
I'm so not supposed to blog now, but i want to share something EXCITING.


See who commented at the end of this entry. CLICK.


YES. It's ANdy.


I'm so in the process of having a heart attack now.


Weets.




Anyway, this was what i typed after i've did my worksheet. I had forgot why i typed those, but since i'd it all out, i might as well continue.






Miracles are something good that happen when nothing good can seem to come out from it anymore.


And I so need one right now.


Oh, so much~~


Jab my eyes to take light away from me. Stab my heart to give me my ultimate pain before taking it away. Pierce my neck to take away life from me.


I go around hurting and healing people. Hurting them to let them know that they are alive. Healing them to let myself know that I exist.


Finally, the feeling of exhaustion is gone. I’m not tired anymore. But instead, in its place lies drained. My only hope is to be able to find myself more drained than ever. Because I need to tell myself in the future that I had been through worse, and yet I’m still alive.


Energy being sucked away from the within. Power lost from the fingertips. Sometimes, just sometimes, I hope I can just close my eyes and just continue dreaming. For as long as I rest. But I know this is not the time, not just yet.




Memories of the day came flooding back,
Pain from that day subsides to a throb.
Tears were forgotten.
Emotions were lost.


Fear and helplessness crept in silently,
Hatred clung tight
Lucifer grinned.
I smiled along.

This is the time,
Where the music fades.
And all is stripped away,
We’re coming back.

Coming back to home,
Where we lay there silently waiting for their arrival.

Throats are slashed.
Hearts pierced.
Tears no longer have any value.
Sadness and pain are bliss.
Things were done just to feel it.
Bed of roses, full of thorns.
Carpets of veins, pricked through my sole,
Deep into the soul.
Blood dripped,
Tears glistened,
Smiles appeared.

Father of death appeared,
He wrapped me deep into his arms.
Fire of fury engulfed me
And all I could feel is the sanctuary of the warmth.

Out of hell I stepped,
As a messenger for Father
I spread his love for people around
In forms of reality

They knew us all along
They accepted us deep into their heart
We didn’t want them,
The scum of lowly life
But they worshipped us,
Groveled at our feet.
We can’t promise them anything,
But hatred and pain,
In exchange for power.
They wanted it,
We gave it.

Into fire of fury they go,
It will never stop burning,
For they are our fuel,
Into the flame they jumps,
The warmth I have will never go out,
Forever… …



Sometimes, i just love how i write, but at most of the time, i don't.




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