MUST I WRITE AGAIN?
MUST I LOVE AGAIN?
MUST I DIE AGAIN?
MUST I LIVE ONCE AGAIN?
And i just can't move on...
it's getting worse everyday and I feel like I'm in the brink of hopelessness now.
aware, rust and fragile..
there's just too many things I can't deny but I refuse to accept...
In memory of mu long lost emotion chamber
headquarter of a confused soul
eradicating the futility of simple unnoticeable things
emancipation of my shackled thoughts
no restrictions, no boundaries...no more deprivation of any culture-dictated beliefs
undauntedly spilling all my emotions
memoirs of me...
chronicles of irreversible actions
journals of countless irrefutable truth
my bestfriend, myself, my sanctuary.
I always fail to save someone...it's really frustrating.
"speak now or forever fall to pieces, i took to you so fast..."