in the end

2 comments

Thursday, January 31, 2008


曾经发誓
会一辈子爱着对方,保护对方的两人,
为什么到了无法挽回的时候,
都在用谎言来伤害对方。

难道爱的尽头,
是永无止尽的痛苦?

曾经说过
会一辈子留在我身边的你,
为什么还没看到尽头,
就离我而去。

难道誓言的尽头,
是无法兑现的欺瞒?

Price

0 comments

Wednesday, January 30, 2008


As the raindrop hit my face,
I found that I can no longer differentiate my tears and the rain.
I did not runaway, because I know there is no place for me to hide.
There will never be a place that is safe from the pain you are giving me.

I understand that there will not be anything exists
between you and me, because we are fated to be the parallel line
that both of us will never occur with each other.

Things seems like very clear and make sense,
but why I still can’t stop my tears coming out from my eyes.
Why am I letting the tears fuzzy my vision?
Is this the price I have to pay, for falling on you?

Why we are fated only to meet up,
not to falling in love?


There’s no comfort in the truth,
pain is all you’ll find.

Gambler

2 comments

Monday, January 21, 2008

I would say love is a gamble,
a game that the host and the gambler both taking the risk.
In this game, your time and your heart is the gambling stake.
You might win all you want,
but you are taking the risk of losing everything.
Not everyone can get a straight flush in this game,
because there is no rules in this game.

A barbarian game like love does’t need rules.
All your theory and common won't work on it.

The moment you thought you are winning

the game would lead you into another bottomless trap.
Trap that wills trap you in the darkness till death.

didn't you realize how similar
the pattern of love and the pattern of insanity

awakening

0 comments

Saturday, January 05, 2008


I know time is passing,
but I can no longer feel it.
Like it is frozen by something.


Is it sealed by the Sadness Or Happiness?
I trapped myself in the memories,
because I am afraid to being awake.
Having sense make me feel much colder than staying in the prison of time.


I heard someone knocking the door,
the door of my heart.
Telling me it's time to wake up..
Telling me not to run away..


I don't know where the sound comes from,
but I understand what it is tryng to tell me.


I know I have to stand up,
although there is no hand I can grab.
I know I have to wake up,
although the winter haven't passed.