FAMILY
i never quite understood why we always leave the most important people behind.
right now at this moment, i just remembered.
how much i love them.
Saturday, June 23, 2007
Posted by Edison Justin Cross at 12:32 PM 0 comments
Labels: family
THE CIRCULAR MOVEMENT THAT CAUSES HEADACHE
sometimes you twirl round in circles and you thought for once, you're headed towards somewhere. you wake up standing at the same spot, twirling round in circles all over again.
i guess it sucks big time, trapped in this vicious cycle.
my head feels so heavy like i'm filled with thoughts that i cannot empty. like they are a burden i have to carry on everyday, it gets so tiring. i feel like crying, damn, like a child who just doesn't know why he has to go through the pain he's feeling now.
maybe that's why, i'm feeling so down once again.
i don't understand much about things, seriously, i thought i did. i'm so affected by what the world expects of me. i think i can't breathe because i'm so expecting myself of trying to be someone else.
life's hard because i can't live it casually.
a moment of truth just strucked my head and i woke up, feeling foolish. like i have been running in a race that i never could win. a forceful blow into my face, telling me.
edison, wake up.
because in the end, it doesn't even matter.
i don't really care what happens but i'm still hoping for the perfect scenerio that life can give. i want to never wake up to the cruelty of this reality and remain silent in this delusion.
sucks, someone's gonna scold me again.
Posted by Edison Justin Cross at 3:26 AM 0 comments
Labels: life
Friday, June 01, 2007
THE GREY SKIES
i stand in amidst the people, looking at their familiar faces.
my heart's aching, i see them weeping silently.
the sky was grey; he told us not to walk on the road without our shoes.
he made it rain today, so we won't have to walk on the tar painfully.
a good man, he was. a legacy he left behind for everyone.
we can remember the times when he joked, teased the little ones.
the times when everyone will come, every weekend.
those were the things he treasured. family ties.
he'll always be remembered.
a good man, he was.
the legacy he left behind.
Posted by Edison Justin Cross at 10:42 PM 0 comments
Labels: life