Wednesday, March 30, 2011

.a quiescent mind.

.
tired, but i have no reason to give up
.
afraid, but i have no strength to quit
.
drained, and exhausted
.
but i'm here.
.
i'm still here.





and i don't know why.




.stbd.tmr.iv.40 .
.obsolete fatigue
.

Life is...

If life is a rollercoaster
Now I'm throwing my hands up in the air
And screaming out loud

They called this: play along


If life is a beach, I'm putting my bikini on
Laying under the sun, sipping my martini
And listening to Bob Marley

They called this: enjoy


If life is a football match
I'm putting my jersey on
Kickin' my opponents' butts and score

They called this: fighting




Well,,, I guess you got my point about life, right?



-march 16, 2011-
bellanawangsidi
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Sunday, March 20, 2011

oh, why.

it is there, and it stays



like a halloween on summer days


like a bitter lollipop


like a nightmare on your best sleep time


like a fight on a honeymoon



doesn't rhyme








but somehow love and hurt managed to stick together


oh, why.

Sunday, March 06, 2011

the crave

loneliness won't kill me

freedom suits me just well

solitude gives me time for myself





but the crave for a cuddle puts me on my grave





i can be alone

but not lonely





i need you for that

i'm sorry, baby, i need you for that


it will hurt us, i know


i'm so sorry, baby, but i need you