D.O.A.S

my loneliest night is the night,
when i had drinks with the famed mr john mayer.
before murdering him with a long strip of industrial class room windowpane through the chest.
there was interrogations too.
by the jpj.


btw, this is not me spouting nonsense as usual.
this did happen.


when all is in the gloom and dark,
who do we turn to but the strongest ones amongst us?
the ones who are best at masking their fear?
do not hate them.
they are humans too. just like me and you.
don't put a rifle in our hands but just pat us,
pat us on the head and send us home.
we are too young to sigh and too old to cry.
don't turn the guilty into the innocent.
putting the dust into the air would only serve,
serve to remind us how we are the ones with the ink on our hands.
freedom is not bought with blood and screams.
it is bought with tentative steadfastness in the face of hell.
hopefully.

protect the child, and spare the rod.
one day he might just spare you the rod too.

i'll be here while you study tonight. =)
i'll be here every night while you study my beautiful queen.
nowhere else but here.

as always.
i like the feeling when i am around you love.
so i'm sticking around forever.
may i? =)

haha.

ilysm. X)