Needle

Every time I think of you
there's this stabbing pain inside my heart
that feels like a butterfly
trapped inside a cage
waiting to be freed

because in there
there's no light
and the wings flicker no more
and this shouldn't be the case
because butterflies
are flying goddess

they should be dancing freely
and fly gracefully
under the mild sun
surrounded by fields of rainbows
and marshmallow clouds

because all I feel now is
the lovely butterfly
not putting up any fight
because there's nothing
to hold onto
anymore

Marchmellow

Is it possible
to drown in your own darkness

the darkness created by you

and dying by it too
without no one ever noticing

is it possible?

Escape 1.0

Can we make a run
and still breathing
after all those bullets
run through every inch of our body?

Misery kingdom

The fact that I love you more than I love myself is unsettling

Windowsill

and if the window ever opened
i'm gonna jump right out
without thinking
if i'm gonna live after that
because maybe
just maybe
you'll be down there
waiting for me
on a trampoline
and then we can jump
joyously to the sound of the world

Wasteheart

After hours sitting in the toilet, he has yet to catch that one mosquito that keeps lingering around his head.
Or her heart for that matter.

Cold

He sits there. Bloodied and cold. His clothes are wet from the heavy rain, but that is the least on his mind right now. He just lost all will to live, now that everyone is gone. His heart has gone cold. Soon all parts of his body will too.

Dark Ceiling

He points the gun to his head. He is calm and ready to get out of this nightmare. As normal as this seems to him, he can't stop the shiver from the feeling of cold metal on his skin. Slowly, he pulls the trigger. A loud sound echoes through the empty building. Darkness fills his sight. No light, no joyous laughter, not even echoes of sound.

He knows everything is going to be fine when he opens his eyes, as always. Waking up to the sound of waves crashing into the beach on his king-sized bed, as always. Oh, how he longs for that calmness again.

He opens his eyes. There is no sunlight, no waves crashing, let alone the calmness he was longing.  This can't be happening. He tries to understand the situation, but it is too dark to even get his head working. 

Ketamakan itu tidak berperisa

Sedang dia menatap awan yang bergegas meninggalkan langit senja, 
dia dipanah satu perasaan, 
perasaan yang tidak dialu-alukan. 

Dia tak mahu siang menjadi malam. 
Dia mahu langit terang sentiasa. 
Dia tak mahu melihat bintang. 
Dia mahu langit terang sentiasa. 

Dia terpesona dengan warna-warna langit yang ceria 
yang sepertinya akan membalut retak dan parut di jantungnya. 

Tapi awan semakin galak berkumpul mengadakan perbincangan. 
Dan dia tak punya kipas gergasi yang mampu mengusir awan-awan yang berhati hitam. 
Dan sekarang, seluruh tubuhnya basah dibanjiri air langit yang tidak tahu bila akan berhenti. 
Dalam kepalanya berlegar suara yang mengatakan 
ia mungkin takkan pernah berhenti. 
Parah.

Pacing the Cage

I wanna drive straight into the dark

we don't even need to stop for some light

because life's getting darker anyway

i wanna disappear 

and leave everything behind

or maybe just take a break

even just for a little while

it's just too much for me to bear

i'm tired

so tired

so, if I ask you one last time

would you take my hand and run away with me?