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Lim Peh Dec 2019
How do I even reply
When most times I feel like
Blowing out the lights
Go crawl in a hole
I struggle to smile
But I kept telling myself
One day at a time
I'm going to make it someday
But why haven't I made the most of time
The days pass by
I waste away
Going beyond myself
"How do I reply someone who is happy for me"
"Thanks bro, what's up with you? :)"
Lim Peh Dec 2019
Brother and Sister
Can you hear me

Brother and Sister
I like you very much

Brother and Sister
It was my birthday yesterday and I celebrated my birthday

Brother and Sister
I will come to see you again because I miss you
Divorced parents
Lim Peh Nov 2019
Like every other
Has never started
Breathless exhausted
Faster than ever
Beats of the heart
What makes it worthwhile
When all is just talk
No time for anything
Complaints abound
Still it's not your fault
When will you stop
Lim Peh Nov 2019
How badly do I want to be
What for sure, I know I can
Not could have been, If it's yet to be
Please don't give up the chance
I swear it's not just happenstance
Hour by hour, day by day
You're getting better along the way

For what?
And I am silent.
Lim Peh Apr 2019
Always beginning,
But I never finish it.
At least I still tried.
Untitled. It took me a month to publish it.
Lim Peh Feb 2019
Upon the realisation
of what we are not,
we already are.
Quantum Physics, Philosophy, stuff is interesting I guess.
Lim Peh Dec 2018
Don't just listen,
try to hear.
Within the mirror,
The eyes are clear.

No buts, maybes, ifs or whys.
Doesn't matter how hard you try.
When there is no point,
of which you can reference.
To which solidly you have already defined.

"What?" is the question to ask,
For identity of that which brings you sleepless nights,
and anxious days, and hurried breathing, your heart is beating, the hands are shaking, the mind is begging, for the moments of which finally you stop.

For it is seperate, after all.
It identifies as I, me, and my.
Oblivious to that which is deep inside,
The primal emotions, of wanting to thrive.

What is happening?
The pouring of soul, from deep within, the rivers will flow.
But guard your self, from the depths of unconsciousness.
And cherish the precious moments of thinking alone.
The point when you face what you've always feared, you will be glad and you will cheer.

When you finally see it for what it is,
Fear of the Unknown.
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