the lively chatted sounds filled the brim of the walkways.

it's covering the thundering of our hearts and wash away the fears of insecurites within our feelings. it doesn't hurt anymore as a brief slow feeling by the name of 'peacefulness' drank away our tears. it's been awhile, but it finally came.

it's no more shouts and anger, but rather happiness that seeps through our skins that help us to battle our emotions that constantly surround us.

the thunder that suddenly stops in mid-rain and the constant shivers that we recieved seemed to be blessed to rest at some other place.

after tiring day of hectic chaos no matter where we are, sometimes all we want to go is the comfort of our own home to settle down and to let sleep overtake us.

the blood that spills over canvas wishes desperately to be dried and the clean cloth we wear upon us are sometimes stained that can never be washed away.

are these what we are facing in our years to come? do we want to? is it fate, or is it controled.
i guess is both.

i'm feeling sombre, excuse this post.

i'm just letting words wash over me and i felt the need to type it out. what better place but my privatehaven?

suerpnatural is killing me. it's taking years to load; never happened before. i guess there's a first time for everything.