Joanna

Buried in the plot I least traced

You tried, and I think I didn't

Pardon me, you hit me back to square one. I surrendered.



For the longest time,

I didn't know where I was

where I was heading to

I was questioned again,

philosophical

what I want to do, why am I doing it -

and if it all really matters



Crossroads as such encountered

I met you half way

and I thought you were comfortable

or maybe you were not

it was just the lights

then again, a language I attempt to understand

or maybe it was just the lights



What is it this time?

What do I see?




Can I... touch you?

not physically, but can I touch you?

Shoulder Talk

I forgot what it feels like, for I've drawn myself into my very own realm
the one filled with stars, abstracts, dust and turmoil

I remember, leaving was a conscious choice
for your doings are not what I'd agree on
I can not put myself into your shoes

I resist

It is against my sense of being

Let me forgo

So that I will not near you
for you've brought me to places I've never been
wraps donned with thorns

Your unconscious betrays the mask you tried to put

Sorry, I am not who you expect me to be

If you can, hide, hide in any form as you wish

They can take you in for that, go.

Don't return.

Sense of Self

The perpetuator never takes account of his own misdoings.

We are all mindful of who takes credit on what's rightful, or wrong -

If you've made a mistake,

would you apologize to another?

If so, would that be even sincere in the first place?

Which party are you intending to persecute?

Would you rather have it pent up in your external shell now and turn to God for repentance after?

Isn't that too convenient for one?



What is the 'love' for 'peace', minimizing confrontation or even the notion of being asked to 'chill' in this context?

You are just weak and unable to criticize yourself in front of the public. Why can't you just choose to be open about weaknesses. So much about constructive advice, you can not practice what you preach.

Such a weakling.

You work on superficiality instead, given the choice.


Most importantly,

nobody chose to have that pointed out.

Hence labelled as fools (maybe not sinners), rather than victims.


Wait, what was your intention again?