Why do we love?

Okay damn it i'm in school now. And the librarian is staring at me like some shark who wants to eat me. Lol. I scared. Anyway, seriously, my skin is peeling so badly, i look like i have skin cancer. AGH. Tell me how? I'm so SIAN, I have a three hour break now, before going for Math at like 130. So so boring man. Many many people in the library. Gonna gym and run with Bok later. Anyway i always feel damn motivated to eat healthily and run more after reading RUNNERS WORLD magazine. It's like some enlightening thing. Always, without fail. Haha. Eunice is damn dumb. Ctrl + Backspace = minus off the whole word. She doesn't know that. LOL. She's sitting next to me, like WOW REALLY?? Joke.

Yeah. So what's going on in my life. Nothing much actually. I just feel nothing. A sense of nothingness. It's like nothing. I don't know how to describe it. Okay, shall copy and paste all my poems and put it into a collection. Like Ariel, and Another Place.

Tunnels
a collection of poems by Joash Lee

After All

After all the searching, for something more
After all the thinking, about what life's got
After all the doing, the motion and the routine
After all the seeing, the poor, the helpless and the needy
After all the hearing, of sermons every sunday
After all the spending, on selfish desires
What is it that really matters.
Is more than life in itself.
Words cannot express
The feelings that go through my mind everyday
After all, After all, After all
It's you
After all.

Every Moment Here With You

One glance and i knew it was you
To be by my side
To stick with me
Like bees to honey,
And tears to cheeks
You were always the one
To bring smiles to my face and
Warmth in my heart
Tingles in my feet
I've never felt this way in a long time,
Such a long, long, lonely time.
It feels good
When you speak my world stops,
The music fades away
The ball stops spinning
The ice melts
The fire dies
The water evaporates
The people come to a standstill
All because my heart
Is beating faster and faster
Every minute, every second
Every Moment
Here with You

Mannequins

Plastic people with plastic hearts
Pushing round our shopping carts
Unable just to stop and see
That we're capable of setting someone free
Rushing through our daily lives
As if time could make our banks thrive
One day we shall wake up and see
How cold and heartless we can be

We are mannequins
Plastic things that walk around all day
Just to see for ourselves
What good can be done for me.
Me, Myself, I
Selfish walking plastic things
With a rotten heart that sucks up life
The core of the "thing"
Decomposing every part of the body
Making the plastic harden,
And will be immune to everything
Immune, immune, immune.

When will the plastic melt?
Walking mannequins without the core
Oh, living life for myself
Isn't such a bore!

More than life

The life that we so wanted,
Was more than life in itself
It was something more divine
So much so that life would be a mistake
If we missed that time
And we would forever regret that
We didn't manage to spend our lives
Together, like we used to do.
Give up the things that are close to you
Just to get the thing that you wanted to do
And if you don't want to,
It'll be alright.
Cos I'll be right there,
Next to you.

Paint

Splattering vivid colours
Spluttered all over the bedroom wall
A myriad of visualistic artefacts
It cannot be torn away
The Paint will stay there,it will not budge
He strikes the wall, once, twice,
again and again, in vain
He gives up, he gives in.
He turns his face away,
Frantically, looking for the tunnel
where there is light at the end
However, there is no escaping for him
The multi-coloured jukebox
is drowning him in the colourful music
Drowning, drowning, drowning,
No one is there to save him.
No one.
Splat.

Deception

Nostalgia kicks in
Everything is going back to the way it was before.
Suddenly, there's a new light.
You go closer, closer, closer...
You step into the light
Wham!
You're in for a huge surprise.
The light deceived you
It was the bright darkness that disguised as the light
The "light" at the end of every tunnel
Has always been false.
There is no light, only darkness.
Darkness forbids you to enter into the light,
It forbids you to really be who you are
It just sucks you up,
Like the vacuum that sucks up every dust particle
You are the minute little piece of dust
Succumbing to each and every single overpowering mechanism
You kick and you push and you struggle your way out
But there is no "Out"
Only the "light" at the end of the tunnel