STRIPES

This environment somehow suffocates me, at times I felt breathless. At time I felt like being alone is a sanctuary. Where can I find peace and tranquility in a world that choke me? In a world that is trying hard to kill me. I felt vulnerable. It took a lot of patience to survive this phase of life. A massive amount of patience. It drove me insane at first now it went to a state of hatred. These people amongst them beginning to show their true colors. The colors that I hate the most.

The colors that drove me...

SMALL

We often hoping for the big things, those grand schemes. But the truth is those little things, those small remnants that we often take for granted is the things that make us happy. Maybe it's time we appreciate those fragments that we outcasted. Make our lives filled with wondrous joy that came from unexpected sources. Happiness is a gift.

GREMLIN

Do you fancy yourself a nice person? Do you do good deeds? Unfortunately in this world not all people are nice. Some might be more horrid than an animal itself. With all the corruptions and such, the world is full of it. And can drove you sick and tired of it. Vomit

No matter how nice you have became or no matter how much money you donate to charity, how many hands you lend there always exist prejudice. Like there is something wrong in you that they can't depict.

No matter how nice you are, at least one people tend to dislike you, at least... sometimes for no good reasons. Such world eyh?

KELABU

It is back, that dull sensation. A gallimaufry of gray colors. And things were not at place. I am not at ease. The first thought is to get rid of this, to escape from this harsh rain again. The black clouds are seem to be hovering over my head now, and the castles that I built in the air are about to topple. And all those valuable pedestals seems to be falling down. These portraits of mine seems to fade. Now I've lost grip to what I hold dear. I've lost control of the present. My life is in disarray.

I couldn't remember the last time I had those warmth, those sensational honest smile. The marks and signs of a happy life. The plight of my days seems to haunt me now and then. I've tried to run off course, but what is that attempt? So foolish. I succumb. The irony, that's the only choice.

Yes I admit that I became more vulnerable these days, lacking of everything. My mind and my heart are not contented. So how do I make it less bitter? My acts are all in vain, it dismount to the opposite, the more sugar that I add, the more bitter it taste.

Such tremendous torture. The pain and agony it conflicted. But I realize and I wonder whether this is just another process of healing.

IF

It's nice to see people holding hands with their lovers but at the same time taunts me, and I get intimidated by that. Sometimes I wonder what if, things doesn't go the way they are now.

What if something else happened in the past, alternate future right? Say what happened if you met someone else, be at someplace else and so you've also can become someone else right? Would it be better? or does it turn horrid. What if...

SILVER

SOLILOQUY

These ramblings and rants going on through my brain. It couldn't be stopped. Even distractions are only temporary. I need to stop chasing you, at times I feel like waiting for something that isn't going to happen. I don't understand you, you make me don't understand myself. You hold the key to the last piece of the puzzle but why don't you put the pieces together. I can't breathe, I am suffocating in my own dreams...