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Thursday, 30 June 2011

Paused

I HATE holidays.
Whenever, I go on a holiday (=PAUSE), then I want to quit my job.
Actually, for 2.5 yrs, I hvnt had a holiday, I mean my style of holiday. 
Today, I was very busy, and I was thrilled, as I didnt think of any silly things, including my few entries inspirtation just gone down to toilet, flushed.
So I paused. As I still got few things to finish before I can sleep.
Shissh....Pause, when I paused, this song came to mind. Sorry, I know I posted here before but I am a very boring person.
Last time, when I posted it, I had a person in mind.
And now, this song is exactly exactly.
Of coz, the melody is so sweet, so lullaby. 
And at a very refined fine split second, I felt abit melachonic 
I couldnt help it, my emotion just rushed to my eyes
no tears, no no......maybe a mist
Maybe I was trying to listen to a story I recorded coz I wanted to search for some info from there
 
Some said Time would heal a wound
No, Time can only numb a wound
but, well, as I said....many times
time doesnt heal the wound
it numb the wound only
(from a physiology pt of view, I am still rite, unless the wound was done to you when you were before 3)
"pouting"
 
yea, now in my head I would even laugh about it
guess time does help, to make me laugh
 
Past, like Dexter swinging the hammer onto a bloodfilled faked skull, walled splashed bloodie murder
Present, like an unknown painter, being forgotten, left behind a canvas with faded paint
Future, like a crowned princess, gazing, the reversed moon-rabbit on the mirror pond

Hope you like the song....:)

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