Death
knows no
victim
death
knows no
mind
death
knows no
regret
for everything
that death
has done
it is just
part and
parcel
of its
own
duty.

I wanted
I really
I really, really
wanted
to write
something
that is so
beautiful
something
that only
an angel
could think of
something
that blows
our possessed
crooked minds
away
something
that could
captured
the heart
of thousand roses
and rhinos.

Noting
on what I
am doing
at the
moment,
lies are
here
to stay
to feed
to satisfy
those with the
precious
unperturbed
untortured
minds
to congratulate
them at
the end
of their
endless quest.

I don't
remember
or
can quite
understand it
whether
all this
will drag me
into hell
or heaven
whether
all this
will lead me
to the tip of
the sky
or the edge of
the sea
whether
this is
a true love
or just
an honest obsession.

But
every single
morning
when I wake up
with you
in my arms
as I stare
deep from
the end of my
fiery eyes
to the end
of your
flowery eyes
there,

I knew it.

I just knew it
and
I deserve it.

we are like
a glass full
half of water
and most of us
want the other half
to be filled
for the feeling
of full, tight grip
breathtaking
drowning
because that
is what makes
this life complete
and for them
anything
that fills in
the vacant
empty space
it could be
apple cider
rice wine
maple syrup
rat’s blood
as long as
it fills
they are
content
and satisfied.
but for
some people
like me
the void
and cold nature
of the space
that has been
keeping us
alive
and
we cannot
be bothered
by it
at all.

For more than a year
we never met each other
and nothing turns out any
better;

it is just an illusion of time that makes us suffer.

while I am busy
stitching up the patches
you are distracted by the
marching orders.
as every single particles
seem to be the same
there is nothing for us to
blame
the lilium has died
disgusted at the idea of
having it sprinkled
all over your dress
and those kids were never
born
shamed at the thought
of me lifting them all over my
face.
I think we are just too shy
to admit that we are
desperate
desperate enough to cover
up the memories
to run away from all the
reality
and to realize
that nothing ever change
since that day.

Too many times
in our life
we have
been given
the clue
and we should
have known
that it has
no other duty
besides that
it will build
us up
or break
us down.

There is nothing
much to worry
in this life
except for
our acts
and its
consequences.

Regardless of anything
there is nothing that you can do
to avoid those feelings
even if you were
burning
choking
drowning
you are left alone reeling
at the thought of wanting
to know the truth
to know the lies
the real sabotage
the real assistance
you want to know
everything
when most of the time
you are not going to
get the answer for
everything
sometimes the universe
works in the most
inexplicable
indescribable
ways
and you wish you were
the one chosen
to break the customary
to break the molecule
but you could never
get the answer for its
authenticity
for its ridicule.

you are not going to
get the answer for
everything.
never.

you
know
that.