Take me somewhere nice

It’s been a while. Long and standing. The smoke gets into your eyes. The men that stands before you. They grin and smirk. You lay looking away. The change on the table.  The doors that shuts behind them.

It’s been a while. Feeling close seems fictional. The stares. You hated the silhouettes.  You hated the stares. Time makes you numb.

Never came upon you how you got there. The beatings. The screams. The arms around you. She said no. she said no. The protective arms.  They never listen. They never will over the bottle. You still see it over the broken mirror.

You longed. It’s just a memory. You wished.  Yes you wished. The arms wrapped around you every night.

You hoped. You know. It’ll be better you say. Laying. Looking over the leaking ceiling. The lights flicker. The cigarette burns out. The men stands before you. The change on the table. The door shuts behind them.

You wish. Yes you wish.

If you could be at someplace nice

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The Quilt that covers us

Signs of defeat. The hands and knees on the ground.
The tears roll down. Fist clenched. The need to scream aloud.
Words. So few. The silence. The chaos.
The quilt that covers us.
Scream! she says. SCREAM!
With every decibel. It releases fear. With every decibel. It releases regret.
Have faith she says. It'll come to be. The possibility, lowest as it may be.
A black dot is still a stain on a white cloth.
Be Quite! Reflect. Know. Feel. Understand.
She pushes. She discriminates. She stays. She Believes.
She'll be there.
The quilt that covers us.


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Waving Farewell

Waving Farewell

Sheets are turned over. The air carried a sense of tranquility. Light creeps between the lids.
I stared aimlessly towards nothingness. Nostalgia. Feeling the memories of tomorrow.
I walk the thin planks. Looking over the bright lights. The shivering has been taken over by calmness.
I take a leap of faith. Waving Farewell behind.
It's cold now.
From the same old rain.
My friends from the past are here.
Haven't met them in a while.
No I don't need the warmth.
Can't really feel my fingers no more.
It's ok.
I don't need the warmth.



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Quiet

I’ll be quiet. I’ll be quite. I’ll be a stool.
I’ll be straight. I’ll be still. I’ll listen. I promise.

It’s so loud…

Don’t raise your hand. Please! Please! Please!

I’ll be quiet. I’ll be quite. I’ll be the stool.

I remember. Be still! Stay in the corner! I’m sorry. I’ll listen.

I’ve been good. Feed me? I’ve been good. Love me?

It’s ok. I fell. I hit myself on the wall. Don’t worry.
I have a home. I really do. He’s on his way.

I don’t understand. You sound weird.

It’s so loud…

Don’t raise your hand. Please! Please! Please!

I’ll be quiet. I’ll be quite. I’ll be a stool.
I’ll be straight. I’ll be still. I’ll listen. I promise.

I’ll be quiet. I’ll be quite. I’ll be a stool.
I’ll be straight. I’ll be still. I’ll listen. I promise.

With tomorrow i hope

Swimming in the dust. Blurred visions are cleared. I can see clearly now. Part of me is there. I know. Living within the covers. It feels just like tomorrow.

It’s built like the never. An ending with the beginning. A spinning wheel that never has its patron reaches its end.

I’ll be there. Oh yes I’ll be.

I’ll be there. Oh yes. I’ll be where it glows.

Part of me I have. Part of me I own. The continuous disappointments. The never ending confusion. Those parts of me. I will drive towards tomorrow.

Around those who’re tight to me. I will put you back together. Soundly and silently as I have. I should never have left you behind. But I needed too. I had to call on me.

I am happy as always.

I’ll be there for me.

I am happy as always.

Part of you I have. Part of me has shown. I should have but I needed too.

I had a call on me.

I have to be.

I hope to be.

Understanding the blowing of the horns

to spiral down the drain. to move recklessly against the current. to jump off the cliff. to meet ones' end. to be alive. to march down the fields. to cry to the man next to you. to continuously speak to the one next to you. to ensure the end of another. all the hope. all the prayers. all the wishes and all the tears. to still be alive.

to drift slowly towards everyone else. to be who they are. to not be alone. to not get away and be left behind. to carve up the walls. instead of opening up with talk. we are ready, yes we are. do it. just do it. yes we are to ready open up the closets. to understand the ones who wanted to be remembered. to still feel alive.

to have your own believes. this is never the place they say. this is not the place. to want to return home. cower within the blankets. never reach for the doors. never free the words. save yourself. to stay alive.

to spiral down the drain. to move recklessly against the current. to jump off the cliff. to meet ones' end. to always be on top. to be the one to scream. to be the one who will be true. to be in the stories. to always be breaking the grounds.

we will stand. the bellowing. the will. to feel, to breath the air. to still be alive. to listen to the blowing of the horns. we want to be alive. to listen to the blowing of the horns.

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Malaysia, my love.

The blue skies. The polluted Malacca Straits. The calm seas of the east. We we're never good for you. She knows. Yes she knows. We're divided inside. Dancing our fans and working our squared caps. We're controlled. Yes! We are measured. We're weighted and we have been deemed unworthy.

The people. The rakyat. The ones that matters. We hold back. We sing our hearts out. We scream. We're hurt. We are united. We all look towards the red sky. We yearn. We please. We are bounded. We all look towards the red sky.

The silver linings. The strings that plays. The hope it brings. The tunes of liberation. The oppression.
Oh! Here lies the oppression in blue and yellow missing the red and white.

The bus numbered eleven. It carries us. The never ending hike up the hills of Jerusalem. Holding hands. We will be without regrets. We will carry our weights. Our red, blue, white and yellow. The crescent and the star.

We will love you. Always. For we are you.

We will love you. Always. For you are who we are.


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