Monday, August 28, 2017

The craving

Yes I am craving for more. The same cycle spins over and over every time I intently put down my firewall. I know how it will end, I know the where the route will take us, I know how this path will match us again in the classic battle of insanity control - and yet aftermath I will lock you up again in that isolation prison. The question is, will I win this round...

I just feel this time It won't be that easy. It is like considering to do All-in when you have a Full House in your deck, but the other player signals an impossible up-cards in his hand ready to wreck. Come Lestat, just fold up your card.



Thursday, August 24, 2017

Ticking time bomb

I am like a dynamite. All you can hear is a silent hush, a minute later the world will tear in a wrecking crush. It doesn't help to put a salt in unwounded skin, and it just not right to heat a gallon of benzene in a well rounded thick bin. It just won't burn.

I foresee dark cloud is coming near, prince of maleficent has been trembling the thick wall of isolation. I solemnly swear, I don't take part of your escape from my prison. 

Friday, August 18, 2017

Defense of the Ancient

Like a chess game, I am waiting for your further move. You know I will not initiate the battle, but I will play whatever game that you would like to prove. I can assure you it will be great, it will be a game that you will not forget. So break that wall, find a trick or two to get me in the corner. Then we will see who will dominate the howler.


Thursday, July 13, 2017

The Lost Battle

It was awry. A sadden strike hit me from the dark and paralyzed my purity. People say only a donkey fall into the same hole, well I guess that day I had too much grass in my breakfast and it tainted my burning soul.

I still memorize the taste of that agony, the sweet and the savory. Lestat swung his victory sword in like a double tornado, I had nothing to defend rather than enjoy the ride as it go. Defeated as I am, saving it for my revenge.

Friday, July 07, 2017

Winter is coming

The most beautiful thing when you are in the dark is the presence of a little light. Overexposure might blind the eye and everything is taken for granted as it might. In a long deep silence, a drop of a pin may sounds like a salvation wind from heaven.

When you were locked there, I become a mere human. Years gone by, and I did nothing insane. As I start to feel your present in my breathe, and my words has increasingly again become a scythe, should I unleash you again in my side?

Wednesday, July 05, 2017

Uncanny Whirlwind

Here I am trapped in uncanny whirlwind. Live like a bats moving around without anything worth to be seen. The old cycle continuously spinning. With an urgent temp to break the chain of loosing. This is not where I belong, I am better and I can assure you I am much more than this strong.

Time is ticking, the sand in the top side of the glass are diminishing. Break this curse, unleash the charm, live at your fullest!!

Thursday, June 22, 2017

Don't knock twice

A cute yet brave girl knocked a door that was locked for years for a good reason. There lies a dormant character lurking in the shadow waiting a good time to be awaken. Not so easy not too quick dear sweetie. As you might not be able to handle his temptation, the unchained sweet and savory.

The door sat still, the chain lock hold well like an iron shelf. No sign of vibe as it seems the death has taken out the traces of life by himself. I would suggest to not be deceived by its lies. And just like a movie said: Don't knock twice...

Tuesday, March 15, 2016

Scorpion stinger

You might think I am an altruist. I am the expendables of your need. But save your blood thirst fang behind your sweet smile. The sharp blade behind my back is swift and agile

Saturday, April 12, 2014

Life in mono

Yes it's a song name. But when life repeating like in reminder occurrence in the smartphone calendar apps the passion has no virtue. Peace is a lie, it's not what human is created for, and life become dry.

Tuesday, December 03, 2013

Fifty shades of me

Here we go again, darkness found a way out to dissipate into my super ego. Lucifer is dead, so does Nicholas, but Grey come alive into unfolded cover of my soul. Shall we fight again, this scale is unbearable, this game is unplayable. As you there, isolated in the cocoon, who will be the Anastasia Steele?

Friday, May 03, 2013

Vacuum sphere

Time might lie. I am still here. You are still there. And everyone live happily ever after. So our child has raised a chain lock, an unbroken incantation, a binding spell forbidden to enter. So shall we dance in our light, distance but reminiscence.