Wonologues

photo not mine Will it hurt  if I pull the plug? Until when can I enjoy this sugar high? When life's troubles are like stubborn shadows in the midday sun I crawl for mercy, thirst for freedom I never loved the silence it saddens me Let me listen to the lullaby, let me Bend down on same ground As I close my eyes...

(Originally posted:Freedom Wall, March 4, 2009) Bang! A gunshot Gush of blood from ten meters away A friend has been hit He did not look back He ran faster A great escape from a would-be ending Heart pounding like drumroll Rhythm too much audible it hurts Could hardly breathe Could hardly move He may be next For the first time in his entire...

-unlicensed to kill- He was getting ready for work. He packed his things, sipped a few from his cup of coffee and kissed his family goodbye. He’s in his early thirties but with his built and the few lines in his forehead, he looked a little older. It was another ordinary day. The sun was up; the streets were dry and noisy. It...

The sky was dark and the stars are not really shining. It was a black night. The air was cool and the silence was deafening. He was hanging by a cliff, in the midst of survival, in the line between life and death. He was breathing hard, and in silence, memories, flashbacks came in front of him. She was there with him; he...