Wounds

Had a rather busy day on Friday, 7/3/2014.
Woke up early to catch a train to Serdang.
Headed to Melaka with a couple of pals.
Perhaps such a wrong, wrong day,
To be caught having diarrhoea,
Still made it through the day,
Had some awesome times with the pals,
Got tasks completed, just maybe, not one.
A week before convocation it seems.
It's difficult being oversized.
Especially getting fitted into formal clothing.
Listened to one of the most emotional sermon.
About how we're all related as one,
How some of us could still stand,
While the others were being tortured,
Off their own land.
Emotional indeed.
Little had it effected,
Onto the wounds.
Continued through the day and reached home,
Roughly around 8p.m.
No food on the table,
Decided to dine-out.
Randomly picked one eatery,
Placed the orders,
Looked around,
and saw HER.
Why? Why her?
With her family, she was dining.
I wondered up to now, did she notice me?
She still looked stunning, as ever,
Though actually, just a simple outfit,
T-shirt and a tracksuit.
As I looked at her,
Once awhile, while pretending to watch the television,
Where else, the television was rather just an excuse,
When her dad turns to look at me,
The thought of having her,
Just a few steps away,
Blew, with by the fact we're million miles apart,
When she in reality, ignores my existence.
Bleeding, I was left, alone.

Walking in an Alley

Life passes by,
No matter how much one tried to stand still,
As time waits for no men (or women?),
Days, weeks, months went by,
It was like I didn't even notice them leaving me,
It was as if I was in a trance,
Caught up with such a f'ed up chase,
That I overlooked the very fact,
That I have been pursuing after shadows,
Shadows that grows when the sun's up,
And fades when darkness surrounds,
What was I trying to achieve?
I have forgotten my life purposes,
Perhaps a slap or two would wake me up,
Carry myself back to life,
Which as a matter of fact,
States me as one whose a never was,
Perhaps I need a push,
Perhaps I need a pull,
And perhaps,
I should be lying down,
Clearing my thoughts,
Was it right to be taking this path,
To be continuing this journey,
Walking in the same dark alley?

Thank you.

Finally!
A visible picture of you with your braces attached!
I'd bow down and thank you
Though it had been months since we last spoken to each other.
I miss you.
If we're fated to be together, so we shall.

Sincerely,
me.