The New Awaken

At dawn, a new man awake. The man rises to face the rising sun with its failing iris, stuck in a body of imperfection, the vision which saw the between of right and wrong...Reality.....he is awaken from the long slumber and new to this world.... The New Awaken

Sunday, June 24, 2007

I am addicted to.... 044

I am addicted to....

i stumbled upon you
when i was a nine year boy
14 years it has been till now
i am still with you anyway

you linger longer than anyone
each year i gain more understanding
and technology was the big helping hand
each year got better and faster

soon i was such an expert
even if you come in a different language
it prove no hindrance to me
it was like my feet and hands

it instinctually kick in when i need you
you gave me warm when i am cold
when i stress, you relieved me
when i am lonely, you company me

you came in many forms imaginable
sometimes in stills, motions or even dreams
in so many different colours
in so many different sizes

you enveloped part of my heart
slowly creeping to every part of my body
your power is fascinating yet scary
did you know i actually hate you

but you would pacify me every now and then
when i lost control, there you came
when i sad, there you would comfort me
yet i detest you from the bottom of my heart

i could suppress the six but not you
but i doubt my kind can do much better
when in full force of you splendor
everyday you continue pour yourself onto us

you slowly change our views
the world is changing because of you
even though i am at your mercy
doesn’t mean i will remain hostage

at the very chance i get
i will strangle you to my heart desire
though you have attain immortality
i will one day have you chained

but as of now, you are above me
like an addiction to heart
i came back for solace
in this love and hate rendition

or we were destined to intertwined
striking at my Achilles heel
though i will resist with all my might
as you strike me with all you got

but all addiction has to come an end
whether i shall bring you to my grave
or i escape before my end comes
if would be struggle of will and attrition
i am willing to play till the end

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