Betrayal

Julius Caesar was stabbed multiple times,
By the people whom he trusted so much.
His last words 'Et tu, Brute' as he fell,
Into a ruby pool of blood.

As I was Caesar,
And you Brutus.
Whom I so freely opened my heart to,
Only to have it torn to pieces.

Your words are lies,
Like pure venom which drips from a serpent's fangs.
I drank them all in,
Like sweet nectar, till the end.

We could never be,
How we used to be.
And I hope you would understand,
Who your true friend is.

A Gift for the SOB

饮水思源，尊师重道。

I will remember my source of unhappiness.

And you sure have my respect for being able to survive well just by being the a-hole that you are.



Do you actually expected me to be grateful to you?
Bid you farewell and give you my best wishes on the last day?
Search your conscience and you will realise that you deserve nothing but flower wreaths and empty coffins.

Bring my joy with you on your way to Hell.
Comfort yourself with my peals of laughter as you burn.
Amen.

Delusional

I am walking around,
In circles.
I thought I have walked long and far,
Only to find myself back in that same spot.
As if I have never walked at all.

Trapped

A room engulfed in darkness.
The lights all snuffed out.
The stench of fear and frustration still lingers.

A never-ending labyrinth.
Its dead ends threatening One's sanity.
The stench of inadequacies and insecurity still lingers.

A lonely street amidst the thick fog.
The blinding grey swirls chokes One's senses.
The stench of helplessness and hysterics still lingers.



How could One ever find the way out?

心死了

亲爱的李女士，

您是否曾站在我的立场想想看，感受感受一下我心里有多么多么的难受呀？您总爱拿我和别人做比较。我永远都比不上您外边认识的孩子，使我觉得我在您眼里一文不值。人家的孩子总是多么多么的好，多么多么的优秀；而我却只不过是块烂泥巴。我无论怎样做，也无法达到您的要求，您的标准。那么如果我活在这世上对您来说是一种羞辱，我也真不明白您为何要把我生下来，再让我自生自灭呢。您不觉得这样对我来说很不公平又太残忍了吗？

既然如此，那我对您的心也就死了。请您当作没生过我这孩子。别担心，我这不是看不起自己。我一定会出类拔萃，出人头地的。可到时候，我不会归功于您。到时候，我也不想与您有任何瓜葛。我再也不要以您做榜样。我会疼惜自己亲生的骨肉，绝不让他们承受像我现在这样不幸的痛苦。



一个孤儿 上