Friday, September 29, 2006
residual emotion..
There ever was someone who haunted half the waking moments of life, sometimes the dreams. Someone who somehow cause the surroundings to become stuffy, sort of like a sauna. But amidst all that heat, the whole body freezes. Mind screams in silent defiance, contradicting the urge to turn away. Can't laugh, nor cry. Can't smile, neither frown. What does one do under such circumstances?
That, was 5 years ago...
Residual emotion. Does it exist? Could that explain why 5 years on, i'm stuck in blissful debilation near her, even if it's only for 6 seconds...
Does that explain how the heck it can happen twice?
Arghh!! Kick me, hit me, stick a six-inch blade into me... anything to extract me from this warped reality of a dream. She's too beautiful for this to be a nightmare...
Maybe i'll just stick to the conventional pinch, just in case
"OWW..." Ok, it's real, it's real... i'm so screwed...
the world through Reality's blue specs. Monochrome, even the Sun shines blue. Blue ink on blue sheets, mug as i might, can't see the results. Boredom's blue, so is Depression.
Makes one wonder how a myopic view of life's colours compares to perfect vision of her blues...
remember [11:58 PM]
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