“Your loneliness, at a distance… Out of reach
Comes at me, whistling and asking, It rocks me out of my speech
Never does it look away, detach or leave
All it wants is my insatiable hunger to achieve
*
Are you ready? Are you sure?
A pawn you will be, a piece to allure
Crying, screaming, laughing… That’s what’s in store
Trapped at a whim, enchanted to your very core
*
You can’t run nor can you even try
Because all what’s will be, is me, in your mind
What will be, not a fantasy or an illusion
I’m as real as it gets, only that, I’m confusion
*
An advanced sorry, given to you rig
“We fade into seclusion, free from folly and strife
A great distance unbinds us, oh joy…
It eats away our hearts into apathy
To be condemned, to be alone
The miles that create this crevice, how cruel it is
Seconds tick away, degrading what we have
Will it be weeks or months?
We wish only to see our soul’s reflection, each other
We long for that touch, that burns our spirit
A touch of great discomforting pleasure, oh yes
Budding with missing thoughts
Please let it come tomorrow, we say
Our only escape, a visual capture of each other
Beautiful, alluring… not real
Only each other’s voice do we experience
Just eno
“I’m dying – a never ending death, where angels come and cry for my sadness
Chased far away, alone in my mind
Deeply and truly I’ve been empty, a vacuum in time
I’ve been living a satire – of myself, where devils come and laugh
They seduce me, they haunt me, sweetly… as an elegy
Today again, tomorrow again
Can you come and save me? As a heroine would?
This despair I can’t escape… a villain I will be
Tempting, teasing, delicious, and addicting
To the dark is my light, breathing in me – life
Quiet and safe, is this where I really want to be?
This finality, an illusion, a question in
“Your loneliness, at a distance… Out of reach
Comes at me, whistling and asking, It rocks me out of my speech
Never does it look away, detach or leave
All it wants is my insatiable hunger to achieve
*
Are you ready? Are you sure?
A pawn you will be, a piece to allure
Crying, screaming, laughing… That’s what’s in store
Trapped at a whim, enchanted to your very core
*
You can’t run nor can you even try
Because all what’s will be, is me, in your mind
What will be, not a fantasy or an illusion
I’m as real as it gets, only that, I’m confusion
*
An advanced sorry, given to you rig
“We fade into seclusion, free from folly and strife
A great distance unbinds us, oh joy…
It eats away our hearts into apathy
To be condemned, to be alone
The miles that create this crevice, how cruel it is
Seconds tick away, degrading what we have
Will it be weeks or months?
We wish only to see our soul’s reflection, each other
We long for that touch, that burns our spirit
A touch of great discomforting pleasure, oh yes
Budding with missing thoughts
Please let it come tomorrow, we say
Our only escape, a visual capture of each other
Beautiful, alluring… not real
Only each other’s voice do we experience
Just eno
In light of the recent attack on Paris, there have been a variety of reactions and show of support from all over the world. A lot of countries have condemned the act and have vowed to support France in this great time of need, including ours. I am deeply saddened by what happened and can only hope that such thing does not occur in our home soil.
Can you imagine doing your normal daily routine only to be interrupted by gunfire and explosions the next minute? Can you imagine the horror of crawling on the floor trying to shield yourself and your loved ones from a rain of bullets hoping that somehow in the next few minutes you can survive? Can yo