Wednesday, February 24, 2010

make me forget

a stylist can tell when someone's attire is mismatched,
a lawyer will always see the world in black or white,
a musician spots the misplaced tempo during a concert,
a scientist always questions matters to the core, or even beneath that.

i have only realized that when one masters a profession, it starts picking out the negatives too instead of simply admiring the experience. maybe this is why you can hardly find a stressed out toddler. unlike adults trapped in their own subject, toddlers see and appreciate. when they see colours, they're happy even when the blue clashes with green or red. they dont think an animal is going to die and rot on the ground, they discover life in another creature. nownow, who does not want to go back to that age? all that knowledge we're thrust upon... they only give us the power to analyze and what i've learned from that is to be a pessimist. but then again;

a liar will never trust others, nor will s/he be able to

it hurts to not know.. but sometimes it hurts more to know.

Wednesday, February 17, 2010

just listen, dont hear

if you push me one more time, i'm going to fall and you wont be able to catch me.
i'll be slipping through your fingers like water and sand, and when you realize, i'll just be another remains on your skin

it's not about the heart no more. my soul is a ticking bomb.

Friday, February 12, 2010

words lost words

What made you fall in love with a prostitute?

I think it was because, knowing that your body would never be mine alone, I had to concentrate on conquering your soul.

Monday, February 8, 2010

5 more minutes

do you know that point where you are right on the edge, exactly one second away from a downhill roller coaster ride? it's terrifying, and i always wish the cart would stop and slowly retreat. all that excitement as i queued to go on the ride would evaporate and a rush of regret flows in. but what the fuck did i expect? i nodded to the choice of adventure and i should have known that it will come in a package of two: ups and downs. life is a parachute jump; taking a chance, falling over and getting up. i should be prepared to go the whole way, instead of avoiding the bends and turns. it's not abnormal to feel nauseated as one rides through life. but if i believe that the track is my destiny and that the cart is a reliable toy that will eventually stop, i might as well enjoy the view and relish the butterflies.

the world is a theme park, and i'd choose a roller coaster ride anytime instead of littering my time away going around and around on the carousel.