One,
Put those blames on your shoulders, carry them dutifully, without falter-
without plummeting onto the ground even if the sun will shine on you,
brightly as ever,
that it could suck out all and bits of your spirit.
without plummeting onto the ground even if the sun will shine on you,
brightly as ever,
that it could suck out all and bits of your spirit.
Two,
Remember of your sins, those sins that you carelessly but willingly taint their stains
onto your bare clean skin.
Remember the taste of it, remember the scent of it, remember the viscosity of it,
remember how hard it was to cleanse it
despite you had tried to repent a thousand times
that made your view grew bleak as if there was no hope.
onto your bare clean skin.
Remember the taste of it, remember the scent of it, remember the viscosity of it,
remember how hard it was to cleanse it
despite you had tried to repent a thousand times
that made your view grew bleak as if there was no hope.
Three,
Bare in your very skull, this rigid almost impenetrable skull
on how hopeless you were;
you were crumbling apart due to your own in-nurtured fundamentals that caused your abode to shake by just a small poke called ‘Desire’ and there you were-
on how hopeless you were;
you were crumbling apart due to your own in-nurtured fundamentals that caused your abode to shake by just a small poke called ‘Desire’ and there you were-
Stripped bare on the ground with nothing
but shame hanging loosely around your neck
and regret etching on your limbs and tears overflowing
from your lacrimal glands-
but shame hanging loosely around your neck
and regret etching on your limbs and tears overflowing
from your lacrimal glands-
Every bits of it, remember and never let go.
Four,
People keep saying to you:
Move on! Move on! Move on! Young soul! Let the past be forgotten!
Move on! Move on! Move on! Young soul! Let the past be forgotten!
But remember, my words:
people do not forget.
By the extremity of it, they may act as if they have forgotten but child, oh young soul,
they will speak on your very back
where your eyes could not roll themselves backwards
and where your rotator cuffs could not exhibit anymore function
beyond your wits to stop them.
they will speak on your very back
where your eyes could not roll themselves backwards
and where your rotator cuffs could not exhibit anymore function
beyond your wits to stop them.
Remember child, humans do not forget.
Especially if they are baring grudge against you.
Five,
I am nothing but a jaded soul.
Hoping to remind you of what my ears had heard and my eyes had seen.
Humans will always be human, no matter how many times
they had been preached
or
no matter they had been told to repent.
they had been preached
or
no matter they had been told to repent.
They will create or recreate new sins, new mistakes
but they have none to regret
unless
they have received the Light from the Almighty One, if they are lucky enough.
but they have none to regret
unless
they have received the Light from the Almighty One, if they are lucky enough.
But remember young child,
I am a jaded soul.
I could be mistaken as well.
Jazmina,
0101 hours.
I felt the need to write, it was bursting with ideas and heck, all of this sounded fucking condescending without absolute reason. I was listening to Balamb Garden (Nobuo Uematsu) all this while and the tone of this writing really contradicted the song.
