Our Losing World

     The last time I wrote you a letter was when we were falling apart. That tragic fall is nothing but a memory accompanied with strong energies called emotions. It wasn't gravity's fault... it was our own fault... and I can still recount my losing moment... that moment when I lose you.      It was a complete struggle to begin with. We let external forces ruin our rotating world of love and joy without knowing it. We were too busy revolving around each other's love that we didn't see their accelerating desire to destroy our world. They brought Armageddon into us. Our euthopian dream of "forever you and me" sunk down to where Atlantis is. Our strong walls were destroyed; our fortifications failed; and then "we" became inexistent. We were both wounded from our battle called "eternity". From there, we were disheartened to continue the fire that we made.      It seems so wrong that we ended up like pieces of trash. We became worthless and...
6

Midnight Venturer

Being physically alive
In a dying city, I connive.
Hunting fresh food
At the middle of the woods.

I should please my unique appetite
By eating with passionate delight.
My prey's juice is my strength
That fuels my innermost breath.

I should hide my true identity
For it defies my dignity.
Revealing myself during midnight
By hauling under the moon so bright.

As the night spreads her hatred,
Conscience was disregarded.
Slaying innocent souls
For my beastly goals.

Why do I look like this?
A man shifting into a beast.
'Till when will I enjoy this curse?
An identity at its worst.

It's a sad feeling to reminisce
The life that I truly miss.
Mourning in absolute silent,
In a cold summer night, I lament.


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