Chapter 2.17 : Trying to know you a little less ...

A fateful day tied an unseen bond between us,
something that would hold us until we turn into dust.
So true we were in each others trust,
able share what's hidden behind each others mask.

In need we aid each other as we can,
if given a choice we might even hold hands.
Setting aside all other mere plans,
sending out my most trusted old friend.

Who would have thought that was the day,
where my skies would turn into a darker shade of grey.
When logic crosses path with reality,
driving me into a trace of insanity.

Disguised your intentions with an open smile,
making us walked in circles for a thousand miles.
Cutting the lines where we could dial,
drying the water in the Nile.

Like a puppeteer toying around with his dolls,
against my will I shall be made to fall.
Robbed the treasures from my hidden safe,
vanishing into thin air without a trace.

Startled by your increasing lies,
gambling our trust on a losing dice.
Marked a new bond that was said to be stronger,
replaced by the very person that I knew longer.

It's funny how you preach your weakness,
but what others feel you fail to witness.
Setting aside every other concern,
everything but your own mission.

A trail of blood you leave as you pass,
left for others to clear up your mess.
Piling up your actions into a mass,
trying to know you a little less ...

Chapter 3.4 : Drowning in your dreams ...

All you do is talk and talk. But you've yet to walk the walk.

You might have wisdom and power, but all you've been is a dreamer.
You've poisoned the very roots with your own failures, then waved it off like nothing ever happened.
You chose to full-fill your childish past, leaving your wavering future in the dust.
You paint your world with the blood of your people, but you are too blind to see the ripples.

What's wrong with doing things twice, will doing it once make me the wise?
What's wrong with doing things now, when I can do something else later?
What's wrong with being practical, when your reasons are not?
What's wrong with shaking it off, when you are not even open to any other suggestions?

It's a shame that you are clueless about what's happening around you.
It's hilarious to see you contradict your very own values.
It's a joke when you try to lead with both ears closed.
It's funny how you see an inverted world straight.

Sometimes I wonder why you are still clueless ...

Chapter 2.17 : Face-punch ...

Just when I thought the world got a little brighter,
the dark clouds got slightly lighter,
the whistling air got some how softer,
the trembling earth a bit quieter,
you threw me a punch right into my face ...

One, two, who would have thought it'll be you?
Three, four, I reach for the door.
Five, six, I start to feel sick.
Seven, eight, I know it's too late.
Nine, ten, on the floor I land.

How long does it take to learn,
that one could only get scaled and burnt.
There is no exception in this prediction,
that time can heal and change the conclusion.
Taking a face-punch straight in the face ...

Chapter 2.16 : The freezing cold of winter ...

In the freezing cold of winter,
where all that you see is snow,
where all that you feel is cold,
where all that you want is sold,
where all that you hear is 'no' ...

It is easy to blend when it turns warm,
the mind filled with enthusiasm,
the face radiates a genuine smile,
the senses in perfect synergy,
the people stood by you, in that time ...

It is easy to fade when it turns cold,
chaos bewilder the worn out mind,
inverted smiles hung on the unwilling face,
numbness froze the senses to a stop,
behind towering shoulders do the people now stood.

It takes one wrong to overwrite a thousand rights,
so why do we even bother to make things right?
Why struggle to maintain this fight,
when you have already lost all might?
If bonds and ties are soft and light,
wouldn't it be better if we just took flight?

There can be no light without darkness,
but it is the good that you are accustomed and want to see.
When darkness falls,
where then would you be?
Amidst the same shadow we will be,
or away until you get what you want to see?

I think the answer is clear to thee ...

Chapter 2.15 : Hyperventilate ...

Choked, strangled, and suffocating.
Pain held my heart with a strong firm grip.
Lungs filled with a dreadful sourness, heavy.
The brain swells and burns intensely.
Body gravitates to the ground, muscles tensioned.
A sudden sharp pain befalls upon my knees.
The left clenching my chest, the right resisting.
On my left I fell, resting on the graveled ground.

Like a fish out of water, struggle ...

The warm Sun faded into the proud pale Moon.
The glittering stars hid behind clueless clouds that drift by.
The winds died as an arctic mist descends from the darkened sky.
The smell of death and decay hover above the stone cold earth.

Every breathe seems more excruciating to take,
like shards of icicles pierced right into soul.
Every pulse seems more agonizing then before,
as my brain combusts every thought to ash.
Every second seems more meaningless to pass,
as the will shatters into a million fragments.

Lost in the fading memories of pain ...

In my dimming vision I saw the flashbacks that brought this upon me.
The moment I decided to be here,
the moment we first met,
the moment we got along for a while,
the moment we crossed the line that was blind,
the moment we distanced because of doubt,
the moment we understood and rest a while,
the moment we crashed head-on until I bled,
the moment we ignore to suppress the questions,
the moment we forget our existence in both our lives.

Just shove a steel knife in my windpipe and silence me.
Melt me with your acidic words that goes through me.
Aim for me instead of the dry wall and fly you send me.
Plant your painful thoughts and distort the mind in me.
Flash that sinister grin and weave your lies in front of me.
Just stand there and watch as I succumb to the sorrows in me.

Hush now, do not hold your breath,
for these memories shall not rest.
Oblivious to the situation that is before thy eyes,
ignorant to the blood that was spilled on your account.
But what is the point of being raised again,
and to be put down by you all over again.

Hyperventilate ...

Chapter 2.14 : Ticking time bomb ...

You have witnessed something that should not have seen,
somethings that no one was meant to even know of.
If only I was strong enough to keep it in,
so that none of this would not have even happened.
But I guess I can't lie to one of the three,
for which I have sworn to be absolute with.

Fading into the shadows ...

My eyes turn blind to the things around me,
losing sight of what really matters the most to me.
My ears turn deaf to the words that you have said,
hearing not the meaning that you were trying to convey.
My lips are stitched up tight together,
losing the ability to express myself to you.
My body turns numb to external pain,
while the void inside swallows me from within.
My mind turns blank and empty,
forgetting what is black and white.
My heart turns cold and heavy,
it gets so hard to even breathe.

I cannot seek your help,
I cannot speak my mind,
I cannot look you in the eye,
I cannot sense you anymore
I cannot stand beside you anymore,
I cannot drag you into this.

Because I do not want to burden you with me.

Like a jug filled out of its brim,
I cannot be filled by anymore water.
Overflowing with the pain and misery of this world,
I have to empty it before I can start filling it up again.
Who knows one day that I might shatter under the pressure,
but be assured that you will never witness that should it ever happen.

A ticking time bomb has started in me ...

The further away you are from me,
the safer you are.
Though this is the point where I feel the coldest,
I have to do what have to be done.
If that is the only way to keep you safe,
then that is where I shall leave you at.
Knowing the consequences of my actions,
I understand if I am the only one left when this is over.
I guess this is why there are only three,
maybe now two ... just give me a sign ...

Tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, boooommmmmm ...

Chapter 5.7 : The Stars and the Compass ...

They say:
'Follow your heart and you'll never be wrong'.
'Think before you decide and prevent a fall'.
'Nothing really matters, when you follow your heart'.
'Rid all feelings and emotions, and think with a clearer mind'.

My heart says 'yes', but my mind says 'no'.
My heart says 'go', but my mind says 'hold'.
My heart says 'leap', but my mind says 'don't'.
My heart says 'please', but my mind says 'fold'.

My heart's all warm, but my mind's stone cold.
My heart's accepting, but my mind's rejecting.
My heart's screaming out, but my mind's sealing in.
My heart's opening up, but my mind's shutting down.

My heart wants to inch in closer, but my mind wants to bolt off further.
My heart wants to cross that line, but my mind wants to accentuate that line.
My heart wants to feel your heart, but my mind wants to cleanse my mind.
My heart wants to know you better, but my mind wants to forget about the matter.

I say:
Maybe it's time to challenge fate for a change,
and forget about the pressure gauge.
To learn to read the Stars and the Compass,
with clear judgment in this endless confusion.