for certain reason, i fought with my whole life just to gain power and freedom. i was kicked, i was punched, i was shot...those faces, odour and pain sail through the ocean of my mind like a ship hovering endlessly. How i hated the tremor that triggers my ferocious subconscious mind...how i left God from the picture of my life. all for a girl who claim herself, my lover...peasant, she doesn't deserve the care that I pampered her since the first time she lay on my shoulder. embracing her every moment we're together. but white lies are all that she gives me. i could curse her with all the foul words in the world...forever...
why did i fell for her at the first place?...was not because as she claim herself to be but what i saw behind those blue eyes...there's a saying that goes, 'a man with his words, changes a person's life'...i was frustrated for nothing. she have her own life. condemning is a sin that not a single person should do. everything happened because of the act of God. few have foreseen these coming, but I ignored them. because i believe we'll last...
and i saw her for one last time, with the man she gave her heart to...bewildered by emotion, rummaging and rampaging as i made my way through the walls of human being...with the tip of my arsenal i cut their throat, i stabbed their chest..i took their life away one by one...helpless man covering and protecting her from my roar of anger and hatredness...blood...flowing from her chest, her heart...and a bullet through my soul...i realised now that it wasn't the money that drew her to him, not even the classic perfection of his face or the whipcord strength of his body...it was the reckless intensity...of a kind hearted man.
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