Alone in the World....

How long has it been?
Since I first ended up down here...
In this empty space of darkness...
Where no one can see me nor hear me...
How long have I been walking behind all these people?
I feel so empty...Like a spirit...
Like a shadow that should not walk on this Earth...
But yet here I stand in this open light,
Yet I feel like I'm within darkness,

I can see...hear...touch... just like anyone,
I accept the existence of others,
But I cannot accept the existence of myself...
I know myself yet it feels like I don't...
A place of void it feels...
No matter what I do, no one will see...
No matter what I say,no one will hear...
The existence of myself is nothing but a mere breeze to others,
Where no matter what I do...
I will be forgotten...

My name only to be remember not for my rights...
But for my wrongs...
Only what wrong I do or say shall they see me...
They choose to condemn me when they see me...
They choose to spit in my face when I face them...
They choose to backstab me when I face my back...
I feel like a savage beast who done nothing but kill...
This is what they all see me...
They hunt me with their words like arrows to a beast...

Dwelling in the void of the forgotten...
Dwelling in a world that doesn't shed light...
Dwelling in a world of everlasting hatred
In a world where others see my mistakes...
In a world where others bare hatred towards me...
In a world where others seek to hurt me...

In this world...
Many choices stand before me...
From inflicting to protecting...
To hurt them back the same way they hurt me...
To stand and defend against what they throw at me...
The choice I pick as I dwell in this world...
To survive...
Raise a barricade I shall...
To hurt when hurt...To defend when right...
Til no one disturbs this shadow with ill intent...
I shall stand til that day comes...
Or til the day I fall into the consuming darkness...

A Horrible Plagus Has Come!!!!

THE HORROR!!!
A PLAGUE HAS BEFALLEN UPON ME AND ONLY ME T_T
It has been two nights since the plague's arrival,
This plague has trail me everywhere I go,
My peaceful time has come to an end,
I pray for the day of cleansing upon this plague,
Not an hour shall pass where the plague has not struck me,
The pain it calls is unbearable and must be attend to,
Every shriek the pain gives must be acknowledge,
If not , struck twice it shall,
Sometimes the pain is minor,
Sometimes the pain is overwhelming,
No rest shall the plague give,
My daily life ruined by a simple plague,
As I try with all my might,
To do the work that has befallen upon pity old me,
My head throbs in pain as the wail is heard,
Even upon my meal,
The pain struck twice,
Attend to it I must upon what little strength left in me,
No rest shall come til my final sight of the day,
Badly ill by the plague,
I pray for the day of cleansing to come fast,
What have I done for such a fate to befall upon me...



Okay for the readers of this poem, I am not sick at all. I'm perfectly well =P
This idea struck me when I signed in thinking about what poem should I write.
This poem was a last minute thought actually =P so it ain't that good.
Yes, I know this poem seems different from my pass creations,
But hey! No one likes to see the same old stuff everyday now does he/she?

Answer is : my little cousins who only speaks chinese