Monday, 3 October 2016
Childhood companion
My nightly companion since young
It's been a long time since you visited me
How have you been?
Why are you here?
Why now?
How long will you be staying this time round?
I thought you left for good
I thought I'd be happy to have your company
But it's quite the opposite
Every time you come by, I feel more alone
Sad
Frightened
Your presence doesn't fill the emptiness
It creates this void
Oh my lonely companion
Yòu make me dread the night
It's been a long time since you visited me
How have you been?
Why are you here?
Why now?
How long will you be staying this time round?
I thought you left for good
I thought I'd be happy to have your company
But it's quite the opposite
Every time you come by, I feel more alone
Sad
Frightened
Your presence doesn't fill the emptiness
It creates this void
Oh my lonely companion
Yòu make me dread the night
Wednesday, 14 September 2016
Thursday, 14 April 2016
Phase
We're just like the moon. Our lives have different phases and often when we're in a phase that we think is bad, We tend to hide. Hide from everybody, from the world. We let the darkness envelope us but this won't last long. Eventually, we'll have to face another day whether we want to or not. One day the Sun will shine on us and we'll be bright again..
Saturday, 20 February 2016
Circle
"Every ending has a beginning, and every beginning, an ending." Here's the ending I look forward to yet dread at the same time. A new page in my life waiting to be flipped to. "Am I ready for that?" I asked my younger self back then. I answered a definite no. A few years later I'm here again asking myself the same question. "Am I ready? Will I ever be ready?"... To be honest I don't know.
Sunday, 22 November 2015
Done
I still can't believe you've got the guts to do that. After all those years. After all the time, effort and feelings I've invested into what I used to call our friendship. Gone just like that. I wonder if you ever talked bad about me just like how you did to other people. I wonder if you've ever felt guilty for every lie you've told us. Was there even any truth in the words you uttered to us, or were they all strings of lies, tied together in a very intricate way that made it hard to see past the lie in there. Did you ever think of what we felt? You made me hate the people I shouldn't be hating on. You twisted my perception of you. I feel like a kid who's been fed with lies after lies, made me think there was something there when there wasn't. I feel like a total fool but you know what? I'm done. So done. I won't care anymore. You didn't even care about us when things were still fine.
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