flagrant errors of the present ...the future, and me.

They all came together - as one. And clashed...

They left me hanging. They left me emotionally speechless.
I was robbed of whatever I thought it could be - all my envisioned felicities.
I was emptied of all the memories held at hand.
I was experiencing the power of mistakes.
I was intrigued by its ability to take away all that mattered to me in my heart.
I was, still am... and will always be.

Only to know that I have to hold myself and myself alone for this.
There's nothing else to fight for.
There's no one else to shoulder the boulder's burden with.
There's no way I could live in denial.
There's nothing clearer than my inner self's nagging.
There's no sleep anymore - this peculiar insomnia inducing feeling...

There is only... ... me, and the music... and this slight drizzle that barely begun -incredibly coincidental.


if life throws murphy's law at me, i'm pretty damned sure how doomed i'd be.