Tuesday, April 24, 2007

I LoSt My FrEed0m

It's exactly been:
One year, twenty-eight days...and counting
since I've lost my freedom
to A guy that I know would never be mine.

Before everything:
I'm here, standing so still
no sad emotions and smiling:)
I'm enjoying the view,
the scene that I think I would probably only see once.

And he's there...
Enjoying his guy friend's company.
Watching the sun as it sets.

Everything has been so exciting and unforgettable.
We drink the happiness all the way out
while playing my favorite pool game.
We're in a place I'd call paradise.:)

While It happens:
I'm already drunk, but I still feel so alive!
I can still play one more game without messing it all up,
Still functioning, my mind..that is.

Helping me get up on my knees,
We walked, his arms were around me.
He was hugging me,
taking care of all the things around me.
Leading me back safely.

And then,
he did it.. never thought he would be like that.
I mean, he loved me that night.
He made me feel so special, like a baby.

I was under the spirit of alcohol, alright.
But it felt so good.... I can still remember the way I felt.
The feeling of being hugged... One arm on my neck, and one arm on my waist.
It was soooo.... Wonderful.

But as I close my eyes,
he left me. And all the magic of that dream had fade.

After all the things:
Here I am, still standing.
So stiff, My body's becoming weary,
Tired and all that.

And there he is,
laughing with his buddies,
glancing at me like nothing happenned.

And it was all that.
But until today, it still haunts me.
The magic, the dream... it was all here..
never leaving me.
Didn't know it will all come to this...

It's exactly been:
One year, twenty-eight days...and counting.
And I'm still finding my way to it...
Fighting to have my freedom back,
from a guy that I know would never be mine.

Saturday, April 21, 2007

Voices Of The Unheard

Soft tiny whispers, covering the ears
Making no noise, silently crawling upon the next
Watching every movement while seeking for a momentary bliss
Hopping like greyhounds, finding no more than tears

With the sound of the wind and the simple rustling of the leaves
Lay a lonely spirit, hexed by the unforgivable priest
Battling to be alive, alone and with every cry
Treasures were finally opened to the beggar's eyes.

And with the speed of a bullet, the mystery were unfold
The lights were seen and the memories were sold
The giant was caught running faster than the limit
The immortals were bewitched and the innocents had stopped believing

Granting every wishes, the master had failed
Doomed with sorrow, whispers had grew stronger than ever
Reaching the balconies of those unsolicited maidens
Grasping for words with nothing but bare wounded hands

The phantom was triumphant upon hearing the good news
The stories were heard and the rumors were true
Beneath the grey sky, one blind man had seen the daylight.
Living not for tomorrow but fighting for today.

And finally, the storm had stopped
For a minute, For a second -- how far can it last?
The powers ran out, but the souls were awakened
The footprints were traced and the shadows were seen

Old photographs were filmed, the nature had stay green
The statue had smiled and the sea was beaming
No more clatter now, only scratches and few jinx
Hail to the glory and the sky was cleared