storm contained, sunshine boxed, freedom shackled.

Red Spider Lily
this is a flower that is cursed.
it is colourful like the blood.
flower blooms no leaf.
leaf appears no flowers.
they can't see each other forever.
all the things have been doomed

sometimes one is too lazy

sometimes one is too inactive

sometimes one is too much of a procrastinator

sometimes one is insensitive

sometimes one is blunt

sometimes one is sarcastic

sometimes one is blur (like sotong?)

sometimes one is unaware

most times they hurt someone

most times one is sorry

hopefully most times one is forgiven.....

Come on, lets go. We can't turn back now.
Just like this, aimlessly is fine.

I don't want a dream that's like I'm dreaming

I only have one wish for the shooting star
Nothing to lose, please give me strength
No matter where it leads to, we'll continue on this path
We can only walk on

We don't need a reason for happiness
Sadness starts from the imagination

We should search again, it's there somewhere

When we unfasten that strand of mixed emotions
The heart is more lonely than we think
Like a fish seeking water
We can't just move miserably on to tomorrow

I only have one wish for the shooting star
Nothing to lose, please give me strength
No matter where it leads to, we'll continue on this path
We can only walk on


saa yukou mou furikaeranai
kono mama ate nado nakute ii

yume miru you na yume wa hoshikunai

nagareyuku hoshi ni kaketa negai wa hitotsu
kareru koto no nai tsuyosa o kudasai
doko made mo tsuzuite yuku kono michi o
arukitsuzukete yuku shika nai

koufuku ni riyuu nanka iranai
kanashimi wa souzou kara hajimaru

mata sagaseba ii doko ka ni aru wa

karamiau kimochi no ito o hodoitara
omou yori kokoro wa kodoku datta
mizu o motomeru sakana mitai ni hakanaku
aorarete ashita ni wa ikanai

nagareyuku hoshi ni kaketa negai wa hitotsu
kareru koto no nai tsuyosa o kudasai
doko made mo tsuzuite yuku kono michi o
arukitsuzukete yuku shika nai

This was from a song called Future from the anime Kiddy Grade. I've always liked the first two lines... being that it came from a haiku... so you could imagine the excitement when i found complete lyrics...

a subtle dull throb
beating in time with your heart
so quiet it is
you will not realize its existence...
doki doki, doki doki...
when its happy
doki doki, doki doki...
when its sad
it resides like a parasite
pulling at your heart strings
like its own personal toy
on its own whims and fancies...
constantly aching
constantly squeezing
it pretends to let go
then tugs you back in, always, always.....
clouding your judgement
veiling your vision
blinding your intuition
fogging your intellect...
brightening the eyes
heightening the senses
sensitizing your skin
lightens the step...
you resist... but in vain
you succumb.... its useless
futile attempts made
only to be rendered defenseless once again...
it makes you breathless
it keeps you smiling
it reduces you to tears
it opens up your soul...
its exhilarating
it hurts
it encompasses
it forgives...
once embraced it becomes steadfast and delicate at the same time
once discarded it becomes fragile and loses its light
once mended it will never become whole again
never ever discard it again, for it will never be mended the second time...
a subtle dull throb
like a diminutive light
it lives within your heart
quietly awaiting serendipity...

When a person suffers from a certain amount of trauma... they shut a part of themselves off from the world...

its probably some sort of defense mechanism created out of necessity by the psyche to protect itself from further harm...

it result into many different forms....

to protect themselves and those who care, some people close that part of the heart away forever, some laugh it off, some hide behind a mask of indifference, some just hide....

but one thing is certain... its a mask... its a mask on top of the many masks... to soothe over the hurt, the shock, the sadness...

we all suffer from trauma, big or small, many times in our short lives... in this age and society, how do we deal?

its not as easy as just going insane anymore is it? its not as easy as just slicing a blade across your wrists anymore is it?