The BreakDown

Being 'Wanted' is 'Stupidaz'

I was 'burnt' but never get 'killed'

My pride rebels at confusing and defeat. I feel that I might be able to think of my next step, and how I wish if I had more steps to follow. What is to be done? ... I knew that I was alone but I was not seeking any helps (because of this stubborness), and let me tell you that I only seeking time to think and make decision. And in this momentary pause (as I rename it), I grashed my thought, my mind and my heart. Well I got thru all that, but let me plunge again ... last time I feel something about reality but sadly it only my imagination, its playing round and round, all over again, like it will never stop, day-by-day, even time will never erased it. Now, I realize there is something wrong there, something is no good, and my imagination is just like a dream. I did 2 on that time without a hitch; Imagination & Dream.

So today, let me take my heart and continue my step, one by one but I walk on a straight road, like there is no turning back or looking back (it's not saying 'Bye-bye', coz I'm not going to die). Every steps in my life is just like endless chain (God holding the key and I just follow the direction, at the end of my step, there is a door, God will give me the key, and I just open it, and enter the room...the rest...I DON'T KNOW) method of talking will.

However, I know it's like a splendid aid to the injured mind broken down temporarily (the day I'm being pissed-off) through forgetfulness (or maybe forgiveness) and as such, it has been the means of resuscitating (like something that bringing back my soul that has been drowned in a mud or something...).

~~ The End ~~ (of the 'boring' session)