Deeply I fell in dying spell.
A spell of love.
Cannot be undone nor can be it be complete.
Just a falling river of tears.
Forgive me for caring deeply.
For stories foretold like nightmares and campfire stories.
Like burning carrot on chopsticks.
I was there for moments and felt like centuries.
Burning my heart with caring.
I fell under a spell of dying love.
Shared a feeling, with painted pictures of memories.
When all I see is the river of tears.
Because I kept momentos in my mind like a diary.
Day after day, looking for a better tomorrow.
Wrong was I to think this was it.
We've pained beautiful pictures.
Moments fast like lighting.
And the love that roars like thunder.
But I guess it was all in me.
I fell deeply into an incento.
Deeply did I care.
Deeply did I fall out of love like a dying star.
Deeply did every moment disappear in my mind.
Deeply my heart was chopped into pieces.
Deeply did I fall in a dying spell.
True dreams and words to be cherished.
Memories bonded by a painting in one's mind.
True comfort and beauty at one's hand and decision to be taken or made real.
My own smile and shadow twisted by such beautiful moments meant to be.
Holding you in my arms and dreams are mere campfire stories.
Such therapy... Such Joy... Such thoughts... Such memories... everything to be cherished.
Doors wide open.
In small dreams and tears in my mind.
With every droplet cherishing you.
Still holding on to that one scent leading me to great memories.
With this mindset... with this love... with this gentle touch... I wish to hold you.
Pillows often serve a great deal when I miss you.
I hold it tight because you always on my mind.
But still it has no response towards.
Is this who I am?
All this compassion... All this peace... All this care... All of this is for you.
I believe words are overrated.
Even if you won't talk to me.
All I wish to do is to hold.
Even in the darkest and hardest times.
For you I'd climb mountains... for you I'd swim oceans and rivers... for you anything is possible.
All you have to do is love me back.
As set of structures.
Built on nightmares, fears and weakness.
Game set proudness with only just a tick of truth.
Just a recipe of failure.
With just only a pinch of salt to taste fear.
We reek of unfulfilled failures.
You only matter because you live.
Strength of an ant, getting pulled to corner.
Straight out of my eye.
I am unfilled.
Only I seek a correct manner.
But as it seems, it doesn't matter.
Redemption is only served to those wronged I guess.
We were pillars of generations.
Fields fled like flairs.
Fires meant to fly like features of fate.
Fed to fight figures of speech.
Fame's defined to be lame.
If all fails fate hails.
Promises will stay unfulfilled.
Like this is not my playing field.
If only you were born to lead.
But deep inside you still have a need.
You know they say rain is a blessing.
Fluent flow that goes with calmness.
On a chill night with a bright moonlight.
A cold that blazes through the bone.
And leading to a shivering skin.
But rain is a blessing, as it sets a calm mood on a beautiful night.
It started as fun.
Then the rain got intense.
Then I started getting wet.
Rain had deceived me.
Is rain really a blessing.
My mind started racing with confusion.
Adrenalin made my body to shake into distortion.
It was fight or flight.
On a way to the tears.
Rain had started small.
The thought it rains but it pours.
I was confused.
A sample of self unconsciously fought a lost battle.
Rain signified an undignified but justified sense of defeat.
On my knees, a neat but tainted reality would speak.
Tears started falling like a raging waterfall.
Fear, pain and sorrow were facts of life.
But there lies a bottle of three cousins emptied by lost emotions.
Lost with the battle on the battlefield.
A blessing and a curse, rain would be.
A place full of fear.
A place where battles takes place.
Sometimes it's a place full of love.
A place where fire burns through tears.
It is a place of blood, sweat and tears.
We all feel the warmth of the fire.
But we never really think that it burns.
I guess it's a humans job to stand the pain.
Because that's a place full our worst nightmares.
This place guarantees that you'll never come back a full package.
It might be a great pleasure to fight in the ring of fire.
But we must be aware of the mental damages.
This is no place suitable for a human.
maybe its harsh environment was meant to be cherished.
I'm not sure what to tell you.
Maybe it's meant to be your challenge.
But be aware of its consequences.
I'm not here to frighten you.
I has it's perks.
It is said that a man without a purpose is dead.
So for the last decade I've been dead.
I wonder if my children will call me dad.
Oh man this so sad.
I never thought things would get this bad.
But I said I've been dead.
No one can explain this bad experience.
My mind was intertwined but all I need was combat intelligence.
My spirit didn't believe in competence.
So please explain what should do with this confidence.
But when dead you will never get romance.
Through uncertainties we forget the way of life.
We cut our problems with the wrong knife.
Someone set foot on the wrong land and that is your wife.
In this world death is rife.
Falling off here means death because this a cliff.
So I will prevent the loss of this life.
This world is full of confusion.
Some words sound the same but not used for the same context.
Even listen have the same letters as silent.
So I was not lost but I was dead.
But that is not my daily bread.
So in the shadows I submerged.
And I was not edged.
And I had no power to be merged.
I couldn't be discouraged.
Look at me now I am legible discharged.
I have succeeded.
Have you ever been told to listen.
But never wondered what is the mystery.
Or even it's history.
But remember this is a lesson.
That will never lessen.
But let tell you what I heard.
Eat Dog Eat!!
If someone says listen.
Remember that I said that person care for you.
So please listen.
I have this knowledge that will never lessen.
I used to there is no one I would resent.
But I was wrong.
All I heard was Eat Dogs Eat!!!
All along I used to call her a friend.
And a place where I belong.
Every night before we sleep we would sing a song.
I thought this would never end.
I considered you as a place where I belong when I'm all alone.
But I heard Eat Dogs Eat!!!
I never listened in the first place.
My mother said listen my child.
Never trust too much so save room for some disappointment.
But what did I do.
Because I was afraid to be alone.
All I heard was Eat Dogs Eat!!!
I tried co-operate with the people in this world.
But every time I try.
When I'm about to reach the mountain top, I get kicked in the face.
With my falls I had nowhere to go.
So I went to her.
All heard was Eat Dog Eat!!!!
I found her in between the mysteries of the unknown.
And only to find out I was never know.
So the dogs followed the command from the master.
My mother said listen my child don't trust too much save room for disappointment.
The dogs tore me apart piece by piece I could hear her voice saying Eat Dogs Eat!!!!
I fell to my sleep.
With Nothing to seek.
And the dogs tearing me apart.
I thought I would be saved.
But help never came.
So I fell to my eternal sleep.
With a voice saying Eat Dogs Eat!!!!!
I learnt my lesson.
I trust only those who show me trust.
But I save room for disappointment.
Don't make the same mistake twice.
Or the Dogs will leave you for the dead.