Wednesday, June 25

'tis a sad occasion when we are in too deep
you know, i think i'm done being dragged around from latitude to latitude like a chain of tin cans trailing behind a 'just got married' blue sedan...or more precisely, dragged to ashes, like a cigarette. i reached it, that point where words falling out of your mouth turns into growling bass clefs, into mediocre tones of vacuum. i was once comfortable in the heaviness of your black clouds, but now i want to feel the heat of the sun. i need to. it is time, and i no longer have reasons. with that, so simply, you lost me.


  1. this is brilliant jae. :)

  2. thanks syaz, i think writing becomes easy when you're so full of things to say,