21.3.11

Et Ducit Mundum per Luce II.


I was having a hell of nightmare last night.

My family were all killed by this psychopath neighbour. This well-known psychopath neighbour, he was at my age, currently unemployed and was at the lowest point of his life.

I was the last person dying. I got stabbed in the chest for quite a countless time.

The dream was on a repetition mode. Every time I got myself killed the dream was none but starting again. It was like I was giving another chances to save my family from this psychopath neighbour. Something which I kind of failed to deliver. But it never stop me from trying.

Hell, I am the king of my life and death. Even my most horrendous dream spares me my chances.


5 comments:

neo.. said...

Sometimes death can teaches us about life.

Btw morning bro!

eszol raar said...

hollywood like dream

| Larasephia | said...

still you're sitting on ur ass and do nothing?! Stab yourself then.

Razman said...

patutlah updet 2 blog sekali.

nedd said...

been facing this blog since yesterday. im engrossed! OMG! procrastinating again! no, not blaming u, but yr blog is cool!

hi!