Valentine's Day

there was this pit

told and passed by generations....

once we've met it,

we won't be stepping upon it;

we fall into it....


at the beginning, it was full of joy:

- sweetness and happiness has surrounded this pit

makes us fall deeper and deeper

like the lotus eater

indulged by it

and unwilling to get up...


but once we gravitate intensely

the pit doesn't feels like a candy house anymore;

it transform into something poisonous


we taste bitter

we feel jealousy

we shed tears

we experienced anger


it doesn't seems lovable anymore

this sugar-coated pit has metamorphose into something evil

every strand of sweetness are like morphine, cocaine

makes us become addicted....

yet the aftermath has brought us more pain and sorrow


In the end,

this process keeps on going

going

and going...


we were not like we used to be anymore;

the wise man before he fall

has became a junkie

crave for a glimpse of pleasant from the pit every single day

despite the misery and anguish comes right after it.....


the worst part is

the uprising took months, years

even though you have successfully relinquish it,

scars remain...

and there are thousands of them scattered along the path ahead you



what is this pit named?

LOVE....



Happy Valentine's day

to those who emerge into the right one



for those who still submerge in it,

good luck in evacuating...


as for those who never fall in it before,

you may consider to do so,

for this is a hell lots of experience

XD