ice breaking

threading on a thin ice
i'm in the process of making myself scarce

who knows what future i have
who knows what dreams that i've had

loneliness is not an emotion for me
not anymore
'twas pleasure for myself

i see what i wanted to see
yet i'm unable to see clearly

i hear what i wanted to hear
yet i'm nearly deaf to the silent noise

of all the past that's bygone
no past can be regarded as spam
or junk mail anymore

i've tried to cope up with that
i've tried to mangle it somehow

but it has, it is, it will
and always
comes back and haunt me.


ice breaking
khalid redza
sri kembangan
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