vagaries of fate

its funny how fate seems to make fun of our emotional lives, as many had said.

life seems to happen as if it'll never be enough of miseries and making a game of people's lives...

no matter how much i try to run away from my past, and start life afresh, the past always comes back to haunt me, hurting everyone i know... perhaps thats my fate, and probably that's my life, but i have to face it and be true about it... even if it means losing everything.

we're like pawns in fate's game. can't move on in life with what i've done...

i swear with my life it's the 1st and last time i made that mistake. i've kept to my word in the years past, thru 2 trying periods, and i will keep it until i'm returned back to the ground - let everyone be my witness and judge.




the angsana trees from my window are in bloom again, beautiful showers of golden yellow... yet they are always such fleeting exuberances... why do they always have to wither and gone with the wind so soon...

don't worry, i won't do anything foolish. i've still gotta stand up and live this life... i'll find the courage and strength to do so.