It was launched into the space
Its success received so much applause
It anticipated adventures ahead
It found the galaxy a great place
A great place to be alone and happy

Its loneliness received no echoes
 

I wanted to say so much. But my humdrum and honesty weren’t what you wanted at that moment, so I kept quiet, though I thought you needed them more than ever. 

I was being too considerate that I ruined you.

Only the unseen see you clearer than anyone else.

Only the unseen have seen your lustiest moment.

Only the unseen entertain you all the time when everyone fails.

Only the unseen follow you everywhere.

Only the unseen enjoy your emotions.

Only the unseen see you the clearest.

Do your thoughts scare you?

Mine do, all the time.

I want to paint all the ugly things perceived by the world and prove each of them that they could be lovely.

I want to write all the stories and prove them real.

I want to live in a different world and prove everything’s indifferent.

I want to travel around the world and prove the world is only beautiful through an artist’s eyes.

I want to talk to animals and help them chase out the entire humanity, throw my heart and soul as a human and live in the wild.

I want to meet the Almighty and tell him things I should not. 

I only want everything.

alicevernon:

No matter what you write, there will be knobbers who assume it’s autobiographical.  You can write about the beautiful Koala Princess buying nachos from a discount supermarket, and people will relate it to the time you fell on your bum at the zoo.  Alas, there is not much to be done except embrace it and prepare generic answers when people ask you if the dystopian world of your novel is symbolic of the state of your microwave.  Tell them it’s more of a metaphor for the state of their face.  Zing.

HAHAHAHA YES!

The heart pounding sound your bowstring made,

the last drawn arrow shot through my right eye,

the eye of truth.

Everything went blur…

your lies turned truth.

- inspired by Mononoke Hime

“There’s something in this world that no one has seen before. It is gentle and sweet. Maybe if it could be seen, everyone would fight over it. That’s why no one has ever seen it. The world hides it so hard that no one could get their hands on it easily. However, someday, someone will find it. This, is how it’s created.” - とらドラ

Another,

small pace to move on.

Another,

people to leave behind.

Another,

しあわせ to look for.

Another,

woe.

Someone, please kidnap me.

Please kidnap my worry and hesitation.

Can you?

Hear me shout. Hear me out. 

Why?

Everyone’s looking. You are the only one not.

When?

The image of you, please fade out.

Run?

Doesn’t matter, you’re already so far away.

Memories?

I want to erase, but they won’t disappear.

How much?

Love, is still a mystery.