I'm a battery

Why this fate?
Those men with no face
murdered me with no remorse
Why this fate?
Those three blind mice
They run faster than a horse

But they don't have feet

Am I dead?
My body was lying dead
But I'm standing right here
Am I dead?
Do I breathe the same air?
Can they see or hear me?

Where should I go?

I was dead but I woke up
When I woke up
I am different

I'm a battery 
What it's like to have this energy?
Let me be a shining light for you
I grew wings
What it's like to fly so freely
I'll soar up in the sky with you

I am never the same
I chose a different way
I'm a battery

But How long?
I've waited in line
Been here for a while
But How long?
Till I see his face
And look deep into his eyes

to finally see the truth

And it's happening right before my very eyes
I'm dying and living at the same time
to see a whole new light


By PsychoFish

In the light

Send me an angel

who will bring me to the light

who will wipe away my tears

and mend my brokenness

I am in fear

Succumbed in the dark

A glimpse of light

Is the hope I’m holding on to

Help me accept my death

And embrace my new life

Be a rejuvenated soul who rejoices in the light

The light inside of me

is overwhelmed with darkness

But it's fighting its way to burst out

Unleash its brightness

Fly away

Reach the ends of the earth

And touch so many hearts

That we may all feel the glorious sensation

In the light

In the light

Send me an angel

who will help me bring others to the light

and wipe away their tears

and mend their brokenness

Those who are afraid

Succumbed in their own fears

Let them see a glimpse of light

Give them hope to hold on to

Let the angel sent by You

make me shine

Let the angel sent by You

make me spread my wings

Let the angel sent by You

make love prevail

By PsychoFish

Tug of War

I have been deprived of my license to love
for I have driven recklessly in the past on love
I used to be your queen and I bow to you my king
But they've overthrown me and stripped away my royal clothes
Its hard to accept
but I have to accept
There is no more easy road to take for me

Tug of war is a game that I hate playin' but I keep playin'
I'm in pain but I won't ever lose my grip
My palms are too sore
Its excruciating
But it's subtle like I'm screaming to the whole world in silence

My lips are firmly sealed and my hands are cuffed
I may appear impassive but the burning passion still remains
I am a soul
Stuck in a statue
It's been quite a while
When will I break free from this curse?

aRn's Bipolarity

 

Destiny is in our hands

Dear aRn,

Accept the fact that it is over. You have to move on and keep on going. Everything will be all right soon. Believe that God will give you the best gift that you deserve in His own perfect time.

aRn

Dear aRn,

Hold on to your faith in both of you. Believe in the power of love and prayers. Everything will fall into place in the right time. Just be patient. Don't stop believing.

aRn


God may have laid out multiple paths for us to take but our destination will always be the one we've chosen.

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Cutting me loose

I know they asked you to choose

But why did you choose?

When you could have not chosen

and prove them you deserve both

How come you’ve chosen to let go of me?

I never wanted you to choose

But you chose to cut me loose

Was it worthy of choice?

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Oh God please let me read your mind

If there is a will, there is God's way
If I follow my own, I will definitely go astray
But what should I do?
I cannot read the signs
I'm bound to go straight
But all I see are curve lines
Oh God please let me read your mind
My ears have gone deaf and my eyes are blind
I asked for one but you gave me two
Answers you give seem ambiguous too!
Why are you so fond of playing games?
Do you enjoy watching me play with flames?
I fly around in circles
And burnt my wings
I carve on my heart
the scars that life brings
Where do I get to see the pot of gold?
At the rainbow's foot; It's been foretold
But how far should I go for me to see?
Oh I really can't help but worry!
I wonder if you even hear my cries
Then you nudged me to open my eyes
The end is not where the treasure lies
The journey itself is a blessing in disguise
Coz for every pain I've endured
A lesson is learned
For every wrong turn I make
I discover new roads to take
I should never be afraid to commit a mistake
Thus hold stronger to thy faith when the future's at stake
And if ever I'll feel I made a wrong choice
I'll pray in silence to hear your voice
And let me realize the things I do not see
Where I am now is where I'm supposed to be
In times I find myself in state of confusion
I must let God worry about the destination
Whenever I feel lost
Trust God at all cost
And forever keep in mind
that the perfect plan is the blueprint that God designed

By PsychoFish

Playful fingers

Playful fingers produce good music
It works like charm; It works like magic

The trick to making her happy

is a little sense of creativity

He plays with her wits

She defends with her fists

But has she been hooked at once

to the man with skillful hands?

He irks her intently

and finds the look on her face so priceless

His fingers are itchy and seems like pretty effortless

how he paints her portrait with a Mona Lisa smile

when he pulls off crappy jokes but delivers it with style

He crafts her mood; lifts her up when she feels bad

He would never want to see her sad

As he tries to give her a perfect glow

He plays with the colors of the rainbow

He stands by her side with all his heart

As passionate as his love for art

The way he comforts makes her linger

for every subtle touch from the tip of his finger

as it runs a smooth rhythm on her skin

The mellow tune tells how at ease she has been

He suavely strums the strands of her hair

as if he’s luring her to sleep

Responses are naïve but still waters run deep

For every stroke vibrates deep down to the core

To his playful fingers she was drawn closer more and more

And each day it gradually progresses

as he gives her sweet caress with artistic finesse

She likes how he cares and handles her gently

like how music is played slowly and elegantly

by PsychoFish