Fantasy.

This poem is about my karate class.

This is dedicated to Ruby Dim. A very good friend of mine who picked up the phone at 2/3am when she was half-awake apparently… I guessed she’s from America, but she’s actually Korean/Indonesian, don’t know. (:
She made me feel that there was someone close out there still left to talk to…
Her profile had a single note with the letter P as it’s subject but nothing written in the body… so I decided to make it more colorful

From Afghanistan to the rest stop on the way to Hell, our imaginations have taken us everywhere.

Thoughts of a sunny afternoon where the past and future seem to be mixed and if things could have been different, why weren’t they? Somewhat poetic but mostly just thoughts.

Anxiety is an awful state of mind. It can make you feel trapped in yourself, your lost dreams. This is a poem that I wrote, that I think explains it perfectly.

What would happen if you tried to cremate someone while they’re still alive? Well, here’s a possible scenario…

Beautiful Moment In My Life
When I See Your Smile
Maybe It Makes My Life Become Lighter
That Make Me Happy In This Life

In Fact Although All Different
When You Choose Him More
But I Will Always Stay Here For You
Try To Defend For You Forever

If All Can be
Changed To Your Life
Why I Can’t Own Your Heart

If He Is Not The Love
Which The Best For You
Why I Can’t Have Your Love

Give Me The Time
To See You
To Embrace You
In Your Heart

May Be All Can Be
Replace Him For You
Give The Answer For Your Love
In Your Heart.

The pain that he caused…. the pain that I caused….

I’ve been unemployed for a whole year now, want to know how life’s been?