a new beginning.

everything has come to a head, and i must admit, things were rough. but the war is over now. i think change is needed, the events that have happened has rocked me to the core. and i never felt such emotions before, and true enough, i was blamed. as always.

sorry, this time i don't agree that there's any fault on my part. none at all.

such emotional scaring. i think it's time i cut loose all the strings weighing me down.

the blog has been shifted on a permanent basis. for Good.

any dudes or dudettes that wants the new link pls text me or drop me a msg on MSN yeah?

loads of memories at musarawa.blogspot.com, all comes to an end.

out.


The hours devour me
My life's wasted waiting here for you
There's nothing left of me
Lost in a void
I don't see
There's nothing left to believe
The end is now
I surrender

The war is over
The rain is falling
And all that's left has blown away
Your eyes are haunted
By what you wanted
I surrender (I surrender)
The war is over

The anger
I keep for you
The bitter lessons
I will keep for me
There's nothing I can do
To save you from your own hell
There's nothing left for you
The end is now
I surrender

The war is over
The rain is falling
And all that's left has blown away
Your eyes are haunted
By what you wanted
I surrender (I surrender)
The war is over (It's over now)

I can see it, I can see what you've become
I can feel it, as everything goes numb

The war is over
The rain is falling
And all that's left has blown away
Your eyes are haunted
By what you wanted
I surrender (I surrender)
The war is over

Seeking..but not finding.

here i am again.

and i'm changing inside, hence, i need to change the outside as well.

back for awhile? or here to stay. we shall see.

everything's cool. ice-cold, devoid of emotions.

"surrounded, but always alone."

me against the world. to seek understanding, and solace.

let the war begin.


I am but a farce, a satire of stability
Insecurity is an uphill struggle
it's me versus the world
The shore still starves, For another

Novel of my shipwrecked being
tied up, dried alive, still breathing
The sands of time from me are running out
my hands shake in apprehension
Of every action
I'm guilty of playing the victim

Just like the embrace of arms that made you
They'll surely destroy you
It's time for your panic
Then it kills and makes you manic
Making its way inside - relax, it's alright
Panic grips your frantic breathing
I can't breathe, I can't breathe.

Trivium - Suffocating Sight

back on the old stomping ground.

hope the feeling last.

=)

breathing under the surface.

not too sure if anyone can rem, but recently i commented on jia jia's state of limbo? well, you've got a similar case over here.

Musarawa: of African origins, meaning "The Chosen One".

don't have that feeling of being unique, one of a kind anymore. i used to revel in that feeling.

oh well, i don't wanna say much.

just feeling....

lost for words. how rare for me.

ha.

anyway, this is just a notice that, i need a little gap, breathing space. and i'm hoping this wkend will rejuvenate, and refresh my desire in life.

til then, like what Corey Taylor always says at the end of a live Slipknot performance of Surfacing, "Stay sick, takecare of yourselves."

before you know it, i'll be back.

I push my fingers into my eyes,
it's the only thing, that slowly stops the ache
if the pain goes on, i'm not gonna make it.

Slipknot - Duality

One of my all time fav songs. Kick Ass. \m/