Great idea, huh?

tak nak!

aku xtau nape aku buat entry ni. but, cool images though.

Denise

tak2. aku janji entry ni bukan sebab aku tengah super hyper myper typer!!

"i have feelings for you, Joseph"

"well, Denise, you have to get rid of those feelings"

"but why?"

"because i love the way we are now"

"well, okay"

a few weeks later, Denise was found dead in her apartment. skinnier than before. with a shaggy slice on her neck. with a razor blade in her hands. the forensics confirms its a suicide. and she left a note on her coffee table.

Dear Joseph. i have been thinking what u said. and i am working on it. i really am. i tried the drinks. i tried to smoke. i even tried the pot. only to get you off my mind. but it is not working. the more i tried, the more your face shows up in my sleep. even when i am awake. and these feelings. they wont go away. they only got stronger. stronger than when i first met you.

remember the apple tree? we used to hang out there whenever we got the time. we always climb the tree to pick up the red juicy apples. then you will sneak into my apartment just to watch some good movies with me. and we will fall asleep on the couch.

finally i know a way to end this. the way to get rid of those feelings. feelings that i treasure most. i am happy that the feelings will gone now. forever. i will get rid of those feelings for you from now on. just like u wanted. bye, Joseph.

your true friend,

Denise

Aiden - Portrait

Two men entered and I thought I was dreaming.

I heard the sounds of what were laughter.

And expected the door to slam off the hinges.

The dark initiates my fear and I tell myself nothing can hurt me.

Nothing can hurt me.

The blanket weighs 300 pounds pinning me on my stomach.

Although my eyes are open, I see nothing but a spiraling glow that radiates an alarm clock on a nightstand.

Hands are gripping me.

The sheets are twisted, I'm suffocating.

I smell nail polish.

I picture my mother out in the gardenon a spring day planting new strawberry seeds.

The earth aroma as she turns the soil lingers.

And I imagine my life as a princess.

Nothing can hurt me.

It's 5:47 a.m. and the sun looks as though it's just about to defeat the night sky.

A battle between good and evil that rages on through centuries unnoticed.

My nightgown is tangled above my hips.

I went to sleep with panties on and I smell blood.

My breasts are exposed and sore.

One of them has bite marks.

Blinding light from the bathroom crushes my eyes.

I try to stand up and the weight of the world buckles my knees.

Nothing can hurt me.

The dawn breaks and this veil I carry around for secrecy is about to melt.

Something inside my veins explode.

And I realize I'm not looking at a portrait now.

We are all living in it.

love suicide

say where is my shame, when i call your name?

so, please dont set me free. i'm as heavy as can be.

i will do you harm. i will break my arm.

i am a victim of your charms.

i want to be dead when i'm on bed.

i can be so mean. you can beat me.

i would like to shame you. i would like to blame you.

just because of my love to you.

and love itself is just as innocent as roses in May.

i know nothing can drive it away.

though love itself is just as brief as a candle in the wind.

but it's greedy just like sin.

alone but sane.

i am a love suicide.

'cause love itself is just as brief as a candle in the wind.

it is pure white just like sin.

sometimes we dont have to face the truth

minah berjalan tepi highway. minah jumpa bunga merah atas jalan. layu. minah kutip, letak dalam botol air. dengan harapan bunga merah tu akan segar semula. minah simpan botol air dalam beg.

minah sambung perjalanan. mahu ke singapura, fikirnya. tengok signboard, lagi 5km nak sampai JB. minah dah letih. minah berehat dulu bawah pokok. panas betul bila matahari terpacak atas kepala.

banyak kereta atas jalanraya hari ni. ade yang laju. ade yang perlahan. ade kereta mahal. ade kereta murah. ade kereta baru. ade kereta lama. lori2 bawak barang. lori2 bawak minyak. minah tengok semuanya. sampai x tersedar dunia makin kelam.

minah bangun2 je dah senja. kereta makin laju. semua nak kejar masa. minah teruskan perjalanan. dengan harapan mahu sampai ke singapura. dengan bunga yang kian segar dalam botol air.

when someone leading the way

seorang penunggang motosikal menunggang di tengah2 lorong di sebuah lebuh raya yang agak banyak kereta. penunggang tu pakai baju "LIVE FOREVER". so ironic.

p/s : mula2 aku nak update pasal raya. tiba2 tertaip terus benda ni. lantak ah!

kalau keliru, sila guna shampoo

dulu hati aku keliru. serabut. serabai! sebab? sebab suka orang tu, dia ignore. suka orang ni, x reti nak confess. pastu xtau nak buat decision macam mana.

sekarang x keliru dah! because there will be no love. anymore. ever! maybe...

hati aku dah kosong. serius. tapi kalau ade orang dating2 depan aku, memang ah jeles. tapi malas nak couple dah!

aku memang x pernah main2 dalam hal ni.

wahai gadis

wahai gadis berbibir merah. hidup kau terlalu mudah. hidup kau terlalu ceria. hidup kau terlalu bergelumang dengan dosa.

wahai gadis berbibir merah. bagi kau cinta boleh dijual beli. boleh diambil dan diberi kepada sape2 saje.

wahai gadis berbibir merah. sedarlah. marilah kembali ke realiti.

*aku xtau pehal aku nak post entry ni. ayat2 ni asyik terngiang2 dalam otak aku. baik aku tulis.*