PROMISE WRITES OUTLET

Tossed hither  like a coin  And tither like feather. Feeling like a fallon leaf, the pain feels like broken groin, still, anguish and tears never relief.  Singing like a sorrowful sparrow, Under the control caesarism pharaoh,  With my sonorous solo songs, no bigger bird come to my aid. I'm all alone in hunter's cage. In my cerebration, I thought there's light That will illuminated me  To an idyllic knight  But the light led me  through the shadow of death And thorny asile Which tore my flesh  And suck my blood. With red eyes,  I speak beastly  To dearly ally, in me, it's throng of monsters, Fighting the grimness growing like grass  at the riverside. At the end, I knew all that glitters Is made of illusion, My theme turned to regret My melody turned to rejection, Even mirror couldn't alter my  Shattered and distraught image. I console my dying soul, I feel my pain alone, And bear the agony like sole.  

We can't stopped chasing death... On this earth, I got to know 'nothing last forever', is it the luxurious house? car? or what? Greatest title we'll never leave to hear is 'LATE'. It's sucks that righteous people died, why would they die? Death taught me that, there's no segregation in him. We journeyed to earth with nothing to aquire everything that will not be required from us when we become landlord underneath. After we created time for unhealthy relationship (s), death will surely come one day and our coffin will be lowered down to soil and we'll be covered in a place where our names will be forgotten. After these achievement (s), what happened to the glowing skin and the fattest cheeks, termites begins to bless God for the provision of rotten body of a so called 'great achiever'. Nothing inspired me about life than DEATH. Death is the only satisfactory achievement man can ever recorded. Death gives peace and open door to new life... But...