Friday, August 20, 2010

我的小小世界

在当你的离去
我的小小世界
一个腻补不了
的悲伤的空缺

你从我十指间
菘开了你双手
深深伤痛我心
似坠入常恶梦

我的小小世界
因爱过而完美
我不会再忧郁
放胆勇敢去爱

新世界新开始
一场戏一场梦
以从恶梦醒来
我不在害怕了

couple of guys came and tell me that this sounded emo-ish but tat was not my original intentions when i composed the poem. so! i added to stanzas to make it different! heheh~ :)

另个你的靠近
和双温柔的手
再次点燥我心
让我截然不同

你脸孔你笑容
溶化小小世界
我不想放开你
请也不放开我

Monday, August 16, 2010

ive been wondering about my life this couple of months as i put on the veil on my 4.5 years of both work and study life. i think it definitely has been a tiring but both long and short journey that i have traversed. so much so much mixed emotions and feelings that i cant help but fill extremely overwhelmed... i think many of my fellow friends feel likewise...

i have been strayed away from my normal life and entered a state of oblivion to everything that's around me. leading purely by how i feel and what i thought was alright. moving in circles maybe? probably i guess. doing so many stupid and silly things and sometimes i feel so empty and queasy. yet the more i think about it, i more i plunge deeper... is there really a route out of my solid state of mind, my mind tells to walk out, my emotions tells of otherwise...

as i write this entry, although jus hours ago, i made up my mind to make a firm decision, it seems all weak all over again. fear grapples my mind, my soul trembles, my heart waned... little did i know that holding on is so, so difficult. when you know whats at the end of the tunnel, you saw that very glimpse of light, and as you lunged forward, you came to realized, the path seems longer than it looked. reality? dreaming? subconscious? sober? sombre? faint? so many questions but with only one answer, Trust....

i just want to hole up in my cloest, maybe under my duvel. where i can hide away from reality. reality? mayb not, probably from thinking and thinking deep. how true it is that, it is easier to use your mind to help others and end of the day, with the same conditions maybe, it seemed so difficult... take me out of this deep well, out from the depths of the earth, the depths of my world, the depths of my oblivion, the depths of solid state of mind, to help me believe again...

Tuesday, August 3, 2010

fear creeps in
a kind all afraid of
moments like this
a well without depths

choices made
inflicts or edifies
sometimes is unknown
despite all technicalities

will regret set in
little we wonder
await that very glimpse
to carry me through...