Act. 3-1 Aphrodite's Gift (Revised)

Goddess, your gift is like a rose I hold with my heart.
It's beauty is beyond words, its celestial aroma captivates me.
As I grew more attached to it, so does the rose, entangling my heart.

It grew thorns for every praise I give it, it embeds itself to my heart every time I adore it.

I became clear that I cannot live without the rose, nor can I feel alive without its presence. Removing the thorns hurts the rose, removing the rose hurts my heart, its thorns will claw, its thorns will tear, ripping my heart so I bleed to my death. Leaving it be the rose continues to grow, the slightest wind will scratch my heart.

Aphrodite, you made me an addict. An addict of the greatest drug, an addict of your gift, an addict of love.

Act. 3 Aphrodite's Gift

Oh goddess, why do you toy me so?
Does it amuse you when I feel sore?
Or is this a test to see how I score?
I'm lost, I'm sick, I'm poisoned, I'm torn.

Your gift's a rose, armed with thorns;
It rips my heart, every time it spawns;
Everyday I heal, I recover, somewhere at dawn;
Just to be ripped at night by those hateful thorns.

If that's the way it must be;
I'll accept my fate, I'll let it be;
Rip as much, torn me apart;
Just don't tell me right now we're apart.

Rejoice Aphrodite, you got what you want.
I'll embrace your gift, even if it kills me.

Emptiness is loneliness

Recently, I started to hate big beds. They make me realize just how lonely I am. They make me realize even though I'm in pain, no one will notice.

I used to love big beds, saying that I can roll here and there when I sleep. But after the rolling, when I'm tired and ready to sleep. The emptiness made me see just how dark an empty bed can be, how the emptiness slowly devours me inside, how I slowly lock myself up.

Recently, I can't stand being alone. The loneliness slowly takes my soul away, bite by bite. Please... make it stop...

Farewell... My Close Friend

I am who I am today because of my friends, although we might not notice it but friends around us everyday help shape our emotions and mind set. Especially for a growing age, this part is crucial for a bright future.

I believe that my future will be shining bright, with endless possibilities and prosperity will be by my side wherever I go. I have 3 Close Friends to thank for this, through out my experience and time spent with them, they help me in ways that I could not even finish mentioning.

The first who help cater my foundation for a loyal lover and a caring friend is Li Jo, my time with her lead me to understand that connections are the things that makes us feels alive. Connections are the proof of our existence. For without anyone remembering you, you practically don't exist. My regret to you is that we could not reconnect our friendship. She's a lesson that I will take to my grave.

The second is Siau Ling, she's been with me through my toughest times in life, showing me hope and keeping me strong. My only regret is that I might have done the same for her, a friend in need is a friend indeed, she's one of the few that fits this phrase perfectly. My acquaintance with must have been from the good karma of my previous life. She's an godsend guardian angel of my heart.

The third is Candy, you're the one that reminded me of everything that I have lost from all those years of locking myself behind closed doors. Without you, I might still be in the wandering darkness, suffering from pains of the past. I thank you for enlightening my path when it was gloom, I thank you for strengthening my path and restoring my motivation and dedication to finish what I have set off to do. My regret to you is that I do not have the chance to return the favor, but I believe we will meet again in the distant future where we shall once again retie lose ends. I await the day we re-introduce each other. You're a reminder of my will.

Farewell Candy, may your journey be lively and bright, filled with laughter and happiness. I hope our reunion will be one for the books, where we once again write a new chapter of our script called life. Farewell... My Close Friend

Act. 2 Salvation of Lost

Yet again it slips my hand,
Yet again I've failed to grasp my chance for eternity,
Yet again have I sacrifice Aphrodite's Blessing.

Dwelling in the midst of gloominess;
I've found hope in the looming darkness;
Whether it may seems like an act of ignorance;
It means eternity to me, in a not so loving blissfulness.

For you,
Can I ask to be your closest friend?
A hope that I may still retain.
Never again will long for deeper.
Desert me not, I'm still wandering.
You're my healing hands, for a growing wound.

I'm yours...

Act. 1 Requiem of My Heart

Wandering in this dark concrete forest;
The hole in my heart grew without rest;
Surrounded by fouls like a vulture's nest;
Slowly I'm sinking just like the rest.

I patched my heart, thinking it'll last;
Patched it again, so that it'll past;
The pain have stop, I'm not in pain at last;
I'm up and walking, but joy was in the past.

Never again did I fear pain as much;
Never again am I following my shadow;
Never again that tear floods my eyes;
Never again did I feel joy as much...

All was fine without joy in life;
Lifeless I walk, through the night;
Times I'll look up at twinkle lights;
There it was, like stars at night.

Glimmers of lights that shone so bright;
I was blinded by the wings of angelic might;
She's an angel, here to heal my lurking blight;
Away she took, my sufferings, my blight;
My heart she kept, in the bright warm light.

Together we walked, my joy was restored;
Happily we strolled, exchanging our lore;
Together we laughed, there's no room for bore;
How sweet she was, like honey fresh poured.

Suddenly she flew, without notice, without warn;
Left a note, "Forget our sweet memory", I'm torn;
I ran with all, hoping she's there, praying she'll turn;
She stabbed my heart, said "sorry" and turned.

Alone, I stood in the rain;
Unable to tell tears from rain;
Still I walked, still I'm in pain;
Only thing on my mind, I cannot let my journey be in vain.

I just realize

After so long of being apart from you, I still feels my heart stings when I see your sad and gloomy display message in your msn. I still wanted to care for you, I still wanted to hear complains and sorrows. Not anymore as a lover, but as a anything else that would qualify me that position.

No longer that I long to hold you in my arms, no longer that I long for your dedicated devotion. I've learn to let go of that mortal addiction, but even so I still hoped that we could once again return to the times where I could hear your angelic voice every 11:35 P.M.

What I did was beyond forgiveness, so I do not wished for it. I just prayed that you'll stay as happy as we first meet, as pure as the first night we talked on the phone. The slightest sadness would cause the impact of catastrophic magnitude.

You're now a divine angel to me, never meant to be possessed, forever watchful of my fragile crystallized heart.


I am, born to be by your side;
But I, lost that irreplaceable pride;
So I'm, awaiting my chance to abide;
Hope I'll, one day regain my engraved pride.