A dark lonely
slowly cut the
someone's heart began to ache a
love for a long time not a long goodbye
even so we can live
Listen to the loneliness
gently singing voice is so fiercely cruel people can not help but cried a river
---- Asan
two
people like online chat lonely.
I forget who told me that I forgot how I was going to refute. But now, I think he or she is right. I like the Internet, like chat, I'm lonely.
network is a very small place, like a small room. each person came from a different door, or sit down, or say a few words, or just standing. But in the end, they will leave from different doors , no one will stay here to sleep, eat, sing, live. the warmth of the room was always crowded, always the cold with no buyers.
I think this room the taste of home.
I always felt I was not home, or is not a man of the house I want. I do not think he is very greedy, but there is little desire to just want a home you want it. So I often find to find that place I want, that can be a place to call home. Later, I walked into the room and into the network.
I love the taste.
I like to be lazy at home master, do not give the guests pour some tea, a smoke toast. What is there to find their own. This is my philosophy. because I do not want them to feel like a guest house and I do not need guests. I always and home to chat, chipping away, let them be happy, so I'm happy, let them put there as a family, and make it a home, to be a great home.
because I'm always lonely.
I do not like loneliness.
three
smart and stupid is no different.
I think I am smart, very smart. Therefore, it is very foolish.
few people left my home down. They are all came from the side of the door, say hello, smiled, and then from the left side of the door. Of course, some people will sit down and say a few words, and then smiled, and then leave.
No one really stay with me take care of the house for the owner.
I do not know the age of the guests who like to do, or I was a failure of the owner, I like a guest. So There has been only one person in the room only one person. So I am not the owner, so this is not home.
I will open a door to leave, find the next empty room, leaving enough to prove I have something here, waiting for the room to the next host to arrive. let him know that someone like him, looking forward to a home, looking forward to a desired home.
because I'm always lonely.
because I want to get rid of loneliness.
four
I feel like I've been wandering. in a fantasy world of wandering.
I aspire to peace and peaceful life is dull, but the world always some distance away from our dreams. with Let us push this to the world run development. the world in the use of us, because we are it, we can not do without it.
I do not feel the need to separate fantasy and reality. there is the reality. but unreal in the Distance is no longer as easy to understand, as realistic, easy to grasp.
reality there is no home I want, in my power range. which I think I was right, so I was persistent, persistent in the fantasy in search of. I do not know where it will have what I want, but I do not know for sure not, I do not want to give up. So I keep open a door, taking care of the room, waiting for the other owner, and then and then left the helpless, to the next door.
day, I stay in the room, warm, hope, love, wait. night, I walked in the absence of the road leading to the next room, cold and helpless , lonely, lonely. I know I always disappointed, I do not know how far I will go. I know that makes me disappointed every time approximation crazy, I do not know how long I can resist despair. I know this will always there, I do not know how much time is left.
I do not know because the lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely or because I do not know if I alone crazy, if lonely despair. But I know, indeed to know, has been, from the beginning to now, I in the night, leaning against the side alone, embrace loneliness.
five
loneliness singing
we do not want to know everything we know the song
wandering, we are always looking to play a passing
helpless lonely, lonely lonely lonely
singing, until we are tired, no one will sing
because we are attentive focus on loneliness
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