Mr.Death Asked Me Out!

Every sleepless night he comes to visit me, covering his whole body with thousands of burning flames. Every single time he appears he wipes all my tears away but instead of comforting me, he asks me, "Will you come with me today?" My unsure rejection draw a smile on his emotionless face maybe because he knows I lied or what i am desperate. Our deep conversations reflects his spirituality as he pulls my heart strings to his side, using every word he say. For he use pretty words to speak the ugly truth, he is so my type as I feel he is capable of finding answers to all my frustrations with no debates. Every single day he asks me to take his hand, walk with him and stay in peace at his resort. He promises no one will ever bother me as long as I am one of his belongs.
"Should I go or should I stay?" Is what I wonder all day.

..On Suicide..

                               -Niki-

Somebody Must Have Told Him

 

Nothing in life we see is true,

Try hard but there's no clue,

So give up what else to do,

While no one knows the person you.

He said "It's hard to live",

It's something everyone knew,

So he chose to die and not to live,

Who'll cry, who'll smile he never knew.

If you wanna die there are so many ways you can take, 

But to live you can only walk as soon as you wake, 

If you choose to die sure you'll miss whole lot of pain, 

What about the happiness? don't you think then you'll miss that as same?

No sadness last long forever,

No happiness last long forever,

Life has nothing lasts forever,

But still we live for the word forever.

I think he thought it is meaningless,

But I believe that hope is better than hopeless,

To fight so hard to find a life, meaningful,

I guess he never knew such a thing,
wonderful.

Unlike him I chose to live, maybe it's my weakness,

But I still see a beauty in every single sadness,

Walking through the meaningless road he explains as a war,

I see many interesting stuff, I guess he never saw.

I wonder with those beautiful wings he got, why doesn't he ever try to fly?

When he fell down somebody must have told him, it's okay to cry,

Life is a mixed song with lots of different major and minor keys,

Still I wish somebody must have told him to live to see how wonderful it is.

-Niki-

His Grace

 As the starry night begins, Little by little the darkness take control of the thoughts that are to be bright. I wish I could just ignore but still when the prayers I pray for his grace keep disappearing while leading me to this despair path of life, I wonder how longer do I have to believe that the hope once left me to be hopeless is to find behind the eyes of an unknown....

His grace....

                                         -Niki-