Madness to madness keeps attracting me.

Got a call from New Straits Times. Apparently they want to draft me in to be in their editorial board for the new youth paper they’re starting. Hmm…I wonder if they have seen my writing or not? I mean, I’m not good at reporting/interview. But heck. We’ll see.

Oh, took me long enough to remember that I actually do have friends that care. Really, talking about it loosens the knot inside me…even if just a little bit. Thanks to those people, you tau lu siapa la har. =)

And yes, maybe I should really kick that habit. Least my parents find out. =.=

Last night was a terrible night for me, hard to endure. But well, writing is a form of escapism, no?

Everything is one,
that's just a stupid pun.
Nothing in this world is whole,
for everything that is anything has a hole.
Looking up at the ceiling,
with paint that is peeling,
you feel your insides being flushed,
or is it the heart that is slowly crushed?

It is all in
the cool plane of land where love does not exist.

No one is living life,
everything is just plain strife.
Feelings are just like that,
blind as a bat.
Yes, close your eyes,
block out all that are just lies.
Compassion no longer exist.
Gone the days when we were kissed.

It is all in
the cool plane of land where love does not exist.

My chest hurts, throbbing with pain.
Not to feel, to leave on a train.
Soon, it will all pass
behind left, just an empty shell of mass.
The back of your head, the hair that flows,
Do I want to see it, or let it billow?
Goodbye I want to say,
but, it is a price I do not wish to pay.

It is all in
the cool plane of land where love does not exists.

I miss you,
like a fallen leaf that misses its yew.
but all these are pointless.
For

It is all in
the cool plane of land where love does not exists

 

It’s a wonder what a mind can cook up when you’re so emotional and shit. Not my best, but heck, I think I really do love writing stuff. =)

EXAMS ARE COMING! TIME TO SNAP OUT OF THIS MOROSE MOOD! RAWWWRRRR!!!