How long must i bide,
till i cross the Divide?
To find you smiling there,
in eternal joy that the living cannot compare?
The rain is cold,
there is no hope, i am told.
I stand in misery, alone,
as the deserted roads unfold,
hoping to find your clone.
No joy can ever be found,
when you are not around.
How can i live,
when i can find no reprieve,
when i can find no one that can believe,
my pleas of being in agony, bound?
8 April 2006
It's in the morning, and i watched Dune yesterday night (or should i say today morning?) till 2 in the morning. The sci-finess is a trifle off, over emphasized, i think, but it is a science fiction book. Everything passes in a blur; yong en is back for the weekend, and i need to go library to find an expressive painting style to paint buildings later. I don't know if i feel stressed, i just feel this heavy sense of boredom and dejection.
Well, hope that it will improve later, after i go out. I might find something to endear me to life again, haz. Meeting shi wei later, then perhaps going to my grandma's, depending on whether anyone calls me. I really hope that today will be productive, or i think i'll get more depressed than ever:(
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