Thursday, December 28, 2006 5:31 PM

The sky is getting dark. It almost rain, I love how it creates an atmosphere of worry among the people. They run as soon as they could to avoid every drop of water from the above. It’s beautiful actually when you think of it. Some say it’s the tears of the sky, seeing human being make mistakes that day, leaving no space for love for each other and it surroundings.


How is it like for being left alone?

How is it like nobody help you when the pain ripping you to the bone?

How is it like standing there with no support?

How is it like being accused and no witnesses want to help you in my court?

How is it like in the middle of strange city no one you can say hello?

How is it like having a nightmare and no other person to hug instead your pillow?

How is it like not being light-handed when you have to carry tons of sack?

How is it like ready to fall but no one behind your back?

How is it like feel so great and no ear ever listening?

How is it like when you finally found the formula and something come interfere?

How is it like being fooled around when actually there’s someone who could help you?

How is it like to find the place where you belong but the ground rejects you?

How is it like being reborn but in the factual way you are ugly?

How is it like just stood here with your ripped toy and other kid hug teddy cuddly?

How is it like being forsaken by nature while that the only thing you can do?

How is it like in a full year no one threw the question: “How are you?’

How is it like being unloved by your parents while you the only child?

How is it like talking so long when you knew it’s the wrong number you dialed?

How is it like being asked an endless times when the answer is always the same?

How is it like being burnt in a revenge forever flame?

How is it like lying to yourself when the truth is the only key?

How is it like being the spectator when death is the only thing you see?

How is it like having your throat sliced just in time you could sing?

How is it like being not granted to fly when you have your golden wings?

How is it like cannot enter my heart when the key was held by the one you abandoned?

How is it like living on a high environment when your lives in descended?

I know you know because you don't let go

~ violently happy