A story….

Tonight, I feel nothing inside me,

I feel no remorse of ending someone’s happiness,

I feel no remorse of ruining his plan,

But a voice from afar keep telling me no,

Don’t do it, it’s not worth it,

The same voice that have been soothing my soul all this while,

Even now I feel nothing,

Even though I have a leverage on someone,

But I know this leverage would hurt my beloved one,

The feeling of love towards her, Overwhelms my soul,

It confuses my mind, It lightens my soul,

So now, I feel nothing, profoundly nothing,

I feel nothing but to care about the one that I love ,

I feel nothing but to care about her happiness,

I feel nothing but to care about her,

Other than that, I don’t feel anything at all,

Because I have no other emotions to feel.

Sometime..
you just need someone to prove it to you,
you were never who thought you’d be..
you always thought you’re this kind, nice person..
and being nice to people would reward back with kindness..
would bring happiness by helping those in need..
Seeing them smile, seeing their eye’s glitter with happiness..
and you thought you had done enough…

but you’re fucking wrong…
you’re still a piece of shit.
no matter how much you help,
no matter how much you care,
there’s always the saying,
nice guy will always finish last…

what the fuck did you do deserve this..
What the fuck you haven’t do to ease this..
no matter how hard you try,
no matter how nice you are,
no matter how fucking hard you cry,
you still that piece of crap…

all you have to do now..
stand up, change yourself,
and just fucking forget…
forget there’s happiness for you..
forget there was a hope for you..
forget there’s people who care for you..

they’re just there to get help from you..
then they’re just there to fucking screw you over..
you should know that..
you’ve experience it..

nice guy always finish last..
remember that…
for the rest of your pathetic life…

you’re all by your self,
but your not alone,
just let your self be driven by hate,
and let yourself consume by fear,
coz you’ll never know ,
who’s next to screw you over

I am awake..
I’ve been away..
But now I am back,
Weakend but not without hope..

Don’t felt pity of me..
Helping me ??
You would regret it..

I am who I am..
I am in control..
Yes I am weak…
But soon, even your existence will not peak..

For when I am strong ..
Nothing will go wrong…
For when I am in pain…
It shall not remain…

So you see…
What you’ve done to me…
Is this what you expected of me..
For me to become, your perfect enemy..

And yes..
I will be the person..
Who will bring you down on your knees..
Because I can do what I please..
Fighting you, will be a breeze.

Thank you for your help,
And you shall regret..
with the cards that you’ve dealt.

Wake up you fool…
It’s me, Wake up i say…
Why are you crying??
why are you begging??
Why are you weak???

Are you that same person…
the same person who i battled with..
the same person who brought me to my knees…
where has that person gone to now??

Seeing you like this…
So pathetic, so weak,
You think you’re better off this way??

I will help you…
I will give you hope..
but with one purpose..
One day, I will have another battle with you..

For now, i’ll give you half of my strengh..
For now, i’ll give you foundation to start..
and for now, i’ll dissappear so you can be strong..

But one day.. i will return..
and that day… i will have my battle..
Till then, Rise up..
I shall wait in silence for you.

A guy who fought his inner battles,
To show the world that he’s not a common guy,
Battle scars buried deep within his heart,
To always remind him of who he is now,

And to never be the same as other guy,
Who rule their life with the guts but not heart,
Determination influence by lust to get what they what,
To take no prisoner, to give no mercy to anyone,
As long as they have their fun.

This guy bow to never be the same,
To carry his name without any shame,
So that people know he is not the same,
To be associated to the typical guy, will make him scream,
But no matter what, the battle scars keep reminding him,
"You are different, they are wrong!!",

But deep inside, there’s a voice,
saying "you are the same, you are the mirror image",
the voice slowly creeps into the guy’s heart,
forcing him to start another battle,
to inflict more battle scars,

and why he’s doing this you ask,
it’s because he wants to pursue happiness,
to live the life of a person,
who is loved,
who is cared,
and who will not hurt the person,
giving all the love,
and all the care,
that is reserved to him, and only him.

There’s a part of a song,

To some it might be right or it could be wrong,

He who makes a beast out of himself,

Get rids the pain of being a man,

Things aren’t what they seem,

A face of an angel with a mentality of a beast,

His good ideas will tear you brain apart,

But, for every beast, there is a muse,

Calms the beast down, inspire to do greatness,

The nature of being a beast,

Slowly fades, giving him the sense of innocence,

He will feel the happiness that once thought was gone,

He now appreciates life and bow to never be,

Destructive as he was when he became the beast,

He will endure pain of a man,

To prevent himself from being the beast,

To the muse that has given him peace,

And the true love that has devoured the beast.

Lie awake in bed at night
And think about your life
Do you want to be different?
Try to let go of the truth
The battles of your youth
‘Cause this is just a game

It’s time to forget about the past
To wash away what happened last
Hide behind an empty face
Don’t have too much to say
‘Cause this is just a game

It’s a beautiful lie
It’s a perfect denial
Such a beautiful lie to believe in
So beautiful, beautiful
That makes me

Everyone who’s lookin’ at me
I’m running around in circles, angry
Acquired desperation’s building high
I’ve got to remember this is just a game

(A beautiful lie - 30 seconds to mars)

Wake up everyday…

Feeling sleepy and dumb…

The slumber made a dream place that we could stay…

The morning sun soon dropped the bomb…

To made you realize , alot of things now have to done..

Soon many responsibilities befall to ur hand…

But can u see any of ur frens that can lend u a hand?

Preparing for the day is such a chore,

Going to class or work is such a bore…

But when the sun fades, the moon can be gaze…

You realize it’ll be the same the next day…

Have you found anything that can help it to change…

Till then.. Fuck the world will you say…

End this pain and suffering , in ur head will it be played…

A story of infinite question

This story …
Is about a girl…
who caught the attention of a confused guy..
but many questions pops in his head..
that revolves around the girl..
like the earth to the sun..
her named got tattooed in his head..
friends told him to stop chasing …
the impossible the she was said to be..
Her eyes can’t stop mesmerizing…
Her kind n sweet personalities are fascinating…
Her smile… captivating…
And now..
the guy is starting to fall for this girl..
she is stuck in his recollection…
In this unfair cruel world…
he only see’s her reflection..
showing a beautiful angel…
which in her arms will fly him away…
from the wretched cruel world..
oh she’s so beautiful….
with an edge and a charm..
But.. was this just a dream for him??
as he woke up , n see’s the bright sun,
somehow his world still seems dark …
like the night without the stars…
But one day, his world will be sparked..
lighten up by a beautiful sun…
can that sun be her??
a question that remains to be unfold

Edris                    27/05/2004