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Friday, May 15, 2009

Skeleton You Find

if i could fly, i'll fly like an eagle
i'll try to enjoy the view and pretend to hunt my prey
but actually i am the prey
the one who always become the victimize
then, i'll regret why i become to this so i crashed myself to the ground
until it gets bruise and i'll suffocate

if i could swim accros the ocean, i'll swim like a dolphin
i'll try to chase the boat and make some attraction in front of you
but actually i'm just making jokes at myself
and make you're laughing as loud as you can at my face
then i'll realize what i'm doing so i get myself in to the trap
until it takes my last breathe and i sink down


if i could run fast like the tiger, i'll run as fast as i can
i'll find some big cave to be my nest and hide myself from you
cause those shameness and those regrets to become the victimize
but actualy it isn't enough and still haunts me every single time
so i'll run again to find some valley with sharp stones
then i'll fall myself out to the valley and try to enjoy the sense
try to enjoy my last breathes, my last pain, and the last time my eyes can see the world
and maybe i'll try to appreciate it although you never appreciate me.
then i just wait until those sharp stones crashed my body
and make the ground flooded by my blood


a year passes
maybe you'll see the skeleton on the barren land
when you pass that way
and you think it's just the prey that has been hunted

and when you swim, maybe you'll find there's a skeleton on the deep cold ocean
that has been trapped on the net
and you know that it couldn't swim for take any breathe
and the last time, when you walk pass the valley,
you'll stare to what you've seen


cause you saw the skeleton that cannot be recognized
and all that you can see is it's broken and just some pieces left.
maybe you'll thought that it fell down and died tragicly
but you never know it fell itself out to the valley
and it enjoyed its last time when it fell.
cause that's the last time it felt the pain that you gave.
cause it knew there'll be no more pain that it should feels
and it'll never fell to tears up the same thing again

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