Forbidden, taboo, twilight, lost lovers meet,
Embraced in cold moonlight, young passion replete,
The Hatred, without, severed life and limb,
A tragedy fallen, or so it would seem.

One shared final breath, for two lovers at death...

... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ...

Flailing and falling, sensations anew,
The two severed pneuma know not what to do,
A moment, just prior, in lustful enfold,
In His bitter grip, now; the Reaper of Souls.

Life's dying caress, for two lovers at death...

... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... ...

Unjustfully ripped, paramours, no more,
Freedom to love, as they had before,
But confined by Rules to perpetually hound,
The blackest of hearts who had smitten them down.

The curse of unrest, for two lovers at death...

-SiQ©

SiQ frenetically scribed @05:07.

Truth surfaced.
Rearing it's ugly head like a feared leviathan from abyssmal depths.
It lurked for a while, then it struck clean and true.
There was no time to bleed, there was no time to cry.
Just the comprehension and the struggle to come to terms that the hopeful vessel,
On it's maiden foray into uncharted waters,
Abound with the dreams of youth, arrogance and the seemingly indomitable,
That which enjoyed the fleeting moments. The thrill that surged through,
Everytime the vessel rode a wave. That that same wave,
Had harboured the harbinger of their doom.
Tempestuous waters, they play. The leviathan follows suit,
Engaged, both, in mirthful dance. In tandem to the thunderously solemn requiem,
Of wind, lightning, thunder and rain...
And of the vessel, no one heard of them again... ... ...
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where did that come from?
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SiQ, (crushed and utterly broken), out~

SiQ frenetically scribed @19:56.

thanks to my stubbornness and total lack of control, i instigated conversation and inadvertently took on the wrong topic and messed it all up again. anyone could see it from a mile away that i was a fresh graduate of 'Loserville High'. if my life was a daily serial for the world, viewers would already scream "hold back you freak!", or "you're scaring her off!"

thanks to my utter dumbness and irritating persistence, i might lose the best thing that's happened to me for a loooooooooooooooooooooooooong time... the stuff that makes the heart flutter, the knees weak, causes butterflies in the tummy and shit like that...
and i thought i learnt a lesson 3 years ago... the way it's going, it seems like lesson learnt, lesson forgotten... RELEARN ALL THAT SHIT!!!

hahahah... emo, emo... maybe i'm just a fucking emo prick... yeah...

SiQ, out...

Luna, Luna.... how you dominate my mind...

SiQ frenetically scribed @22:10.

today was bloody turmoil... turmoil and uncertainty... it fuckin gnawed away at me the whole day... milking and bleeding away my being... siphoning my strength...

turmoil and uncertainty at noon...

turmoil and uncertainty in the afternoon...

turmoil and uncertainty at twilight...

turmoil and uncertainty in the evening...

the whole bloody evening...

Disquietude reigned and slapped it's grubby meathooks across my face every available opportunity...

when it seemed that 'all hope lies in eclipse', Nature tipped the scales a little in my favour.
great care and control was forcefully exercised, despite the overwhelming desire to fully unleash the pent up distress...

and the day ended, with the simplest of words. the simplest of words to utterly vanquish the aforementioned feelings of extreme shittiness... finally, maybe my first decent night of sleep...

carpe noctum, Luna... you know you want to... =)

SiQ, out~

SiQ frenetically scribed @23:38.

new sensations have made themselves present in my life the past few days (or week). both bitter and sweet. the bitter has always been there. the sweet couldn't have come at a better time. in general, things seem to be ironing themselves out very gradually.

the bitter:

my ORD date looms ever so close now. at work, i've been trying to be extra nice to everyone, even the newbies coz it seems no matter how much shit u give the new guys upon their arrival to mark ur seniority, the human touch inevitably breaks through as u realise that u didn't like it one bit when u were on the receiving end 2 yrs ago. so u mellow and become good friends with them. i hope to leave the unit with plenty of handshakes and pats on the back. to give and to receive.

concurrently, i'm terrified of how terribly unprepared i am to face 'adulthood', regurgitated from the haven i've grown to know and become so fond of. i hope my application pulls through. this is the most i've ever been armed with for an (any, for that matter) application. *sigh* uncle Maritz has shed some light on the signing on situation. i am not surprised. neither am i pissed. maybe just a little... weary. weary at trying and failing... screw this...

SiQ frenetically scribed @22:40.

Lol! believe it or not! i logged in with 1001 things to write about and the moment i got here my thoughts deserted me! hahahahz... damn!

*chuckles*

really!!!

til later then~ ;D

SiQ out!~

SiQ frenetically scribed @19:31.

ahh... this place smells relatively the same as when i last left it. musty and horrid. funny how at the insistence of a certain 'honeybee' i can be arsed to update my almost defunct blog. i personally hope 'almost defunct' is the furthest it'll ever get. not that i don't want to write, i just... can't... i'm just not focused enough to sit and write...

with 10 mins left to spare before i have been advised to go to bed, i shall attempt to provide readers with as decent a read as a teary-eyed, sleepy-faced individual like myself can provide. which isn't very much. for at the same time, i feel that i have to go to the loo but i fear going now would disrupt my momentum and i would overshoot the 1am as promised.

there isn't much to write about really. unless u want to hear about how i'm contorting myself right now so i don't spill the contents of my bladder all over my seat. and it's legs. and onto the floor. i think i would be able to provide cirque du soleil with an extra contortionist. but only if my bladder is full...

the time is now 12:57am. i hope that leaves with me enough time to do no. 1 and hop in bed. so til later readers.

SiQ out!~

SiQ frenetically scribed @01:46.