Friday, June 27, 2008

(27/06/08 part 2)

My latest blog entry was not too long ago.

Do people care? Only when they wanna get on your good side.
Do people love? Only when they wanna deceive.
Do people cherish? Only when it's gone.
Do people encourage. Only when they wanna seem good
Does God hear? Apparently not.

Can Jesus love me?
Christisans: Yes! He will take anyone.
Me: Never.

Should I hate him? I don't want to yet I am.
All is a lie.
"I care for you!" Yeah right...
"I love you!" You're trying to deceive me.
"You're my cherished friend!" Only when I'm gone.
"You can do it!" You trying to look good in my eyes?
"God hears you from heaven!" Liar...

I ran home today as I was suppose to reach home by 3 for a gathering. Somehow I knew only when I got home.
I gave up my 'O' level coursework for something that wasn't even going to take place. Boy am I dumb...
On the way home I heard and saw a truck tire burst.

I'm about to burst.





A drama, with the characters put into position. Props all ready. Light and sound ready. Effects ready. Let the drama unfurl.

I blame myself for letting this drama start. It's so Shakespeareian. A sad story. A murder. A story of the world. My world.

The world I have known is now lost in shadows. No more stars light up the night sky. No more sun beating down on the day. No more sound of music. No more taste of love. No more touches from heaven. All that is left is me. Standing in a voidless world. Consuming myself in this lowly pit that I have created and fallen into.

The world is full of guilty people. Full of people who have sinned and are still sinning. People try to cover up their guilt for what they have done with words.

Moral Support? Screw those 2 words.

Man are greedy creatures. Working for a cash incentive. Never working out of pure love or friendship. This world should just consume itself in the flames of our greed, anger, lust, jealousy, pride, sin, lies, deceitfulness, dishonesty, unholiness, heresy and false brotherhood.

I'm just slipping through Your fingers. Either You're not grabbing me hard enough or I'm not holding on tight enough.

If I die tonight. Let me burn.

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