Planet Daze

I thought it would be easy,
But nobody believes me.
Will there be miracle?
If i assemble all of the particles.

When i can't remember your face,
That's when i'm at planet daze.
It's a yellow place.
For losers that will never have their own case.

What will happen if i appear and confront
On the other dimension?
I bet there will be confusion and frustration.

There's never been a good argument.
I find it weird before with those commitment.

Where are you?

C.K.

Time back.

November is moving too slow.
Feeling of being wasted with all the alcohol and cigarettes for weeks.
Just 6 more months and a few more festivals to celebrate.
I'm 22 and i'll break through with the new news being input to me.


Monsoon is here and i bet summer is just right opposite us.
Somehow i can feel your present near me.
Maybe it's the drunkenness that hallucinate me to feel that.
But i'm right.

Taking two steps to get from 9 to 7.
Thoughts and evidence somehow contradicts themselves.
I want to pack them in a box and seal them up with a fragile signs.

Every single letter and every single word, there's a message.

C.K.

Something too much?

I hear you on the radio.

You're burning in my screen.

I'll cut out both your wings and print it on.

All i wanted to say,

All i wanted to do,

is to fall apart now.

That's the sound you've been waiting for.

Stairsway

It's another same day of duty.
I was like a robot being control by some remote.
I'm feeling so filty.
It was only at 00:23, when i was seeing purple smoke.
And it just strike me that years have gone past just like that.
On the exact date and month.

Places been before seems so greyish.
You stayed the far east.
But we were at the north side.
The 2nd time seems so familiar, and only the 2nd time.
Things are missing somehow.
I don't want to think about it.

But god, it's too unfair.
I'm the only one that keep coming across all these fragments.
The other end were having fun without worries.
Tonight you'll step down to me.
I'm not trying hard or creating any chances.
Letting it run by itself is what i've choosen.

But enough is more than the liters.

So you'll step down??

C.K.

It's in your hands.

I don't know what's my purpose of writing so much.
I bet nobody will ever read it.
But i think i don't care.


It's just somewhere that i can pour my thoughts without any comments.
It's like my little room with my little table and comfy chair.
With all the space i can ever find.


Now i'm just a lost child for a moment.
All i can do is to finish what's not done.
And slowly answers will be finding me instead of me hunting it.



Dreaming out loud will end up nothing.
It will get you to no where with pieces of dreams.
I'll be looking for weekends with a messed up mind.


I will not let it fade away
And i don't think it'll fade away so easily.
The only thing against is time.

I really thanks all those who have been reading my space these while.
Although some may just appear to be invisible or unidentified.
But i thanks for the time spend to read my thoughts.
:)

C.K.

Switches

Like our hands claps so tight.
Getting out of that fight.

I bet you have been holding daisy.
And standing waiting for me.

The leaf falls as the breeze of wind past.
With you running so fast.

Is that what we expected?
Maybe there's better option.

There's things that are so blurry.
Seems like so dark and greyish.
But i know that you did gave me two chooses at that moment.

C.K.

NOTICE

It seems like you are missing some memories.

Those that makes you smile and feel so sweet right inside.

I bet i'm right.

But it some how make you feel like you're lost and blank.

For a moment, you don't know what you're thinking about

and the next moment, the thoughts just came back.

But everything seems so blurry as it has been awhile.



Just lay down here.

Be undiscovered.

With people i see.

Image preparation.

Disappointment.

Where i've reached.

It's an exciting ride.
Till the mechanics come.

Everything end just like that.

But for a moment only.
Who knows when it's starting.

C.K.