pulse.


"Sometimes there's so much beauty in the world I feel like I can't take it, like my heart is just going to cave in."
-Ricky Fitts, American Beauty

14.3.08

empty

listen by Alistair Chong

an empty playground
desolate with innocence missing
vacant wind moans the sound
of creaking empty swings

dark side unveiled
fighting stars for the darkness
over them prevails
searching the deepest corners

the empty park filled
childhood spirits have decayed
the blood of pure hands has spilled
ghosts of memories have long since betrayed

in the darkest depths
under blackest shadows
is guilt and stains of death
and the long gone breath of hallows

long gone
long gone

13.3.08

come on

truth by Alistair Chong

don't say you didn't
i know you did
unspoken words
are tangible, unhid
stares me in the face
i thought we'd be straight
but i guess you didn't
want it that way
i still love you
but it's such a let down
to know it
but never to hear it for how
i know it is.

stop covering it up.

12.3.08

again

afraid by Alistair Chong

last night i dreamt a dream
visions of light
breaking the surface to the future
existence so bright

and i'm not afraid
to tell you
it was more than i could imagine
you and i

last night i dreamt a dream
light so blinding
lifted my eyes to heaven radiant
myself i was finding

and i'm not afraid
to tell you
it's more than i could imagine
you and i

11.3.08

kept

stop by Alistair Chong

stopped to take a step
you stall me to now
caught to take a breath
air to me has drowned
locked to shift my gaze
arrested in heaven's chains
my mind in such a haze
all feeling to my heart been slain

when i saw
you in all
all you are to me
everything ceased to be
and it won't start again

my words lost to time
eloquence thrown to the wind
memories ash in your fire
everything is lost, scattering

when i saw
you in all
all you are to me
everything ceased to be
and it won't start again

10.3.08

by

memory by Alistair Chong

children laugh and play
winning love and toys with pride
i hear their joy and play
by the riverside

on the bank, through crowds weaving
off the water wind rises
cool to the touch, relieving
by the riverside

faintly on the wind i hear that song
so familiar, i close my eyes
our song of good times gone
by the riverside

the tune, the words, to me they bring
a smile, warms me inside
softly to myself i sing
by the riverside

i remember what it was like
with you
by the riverside

9.3.08

to care or not

sunlight by Alistair Chong

it's alright
the sun has risen
warm to my eyes
the wind i feel
cool to my skin

it's alright
there are still children here
their playfulness
is music to my ears
rhythmic like the sea

it's alright
you're not here
and you may never be
but the sun has risen

it's alright

8.3.08

here

Jay by Alistair Chong

on a saturday morning
the sun shines through the glass
lightly on my desk it's falling
outside, the world is rushing past

and to the sun
who is the only one
who warms my day

to her i sing

today i want to end it all
i've given up for the while
nothingness of hope is my fall
all i've done has become so futile
i tried, i tried so hard
for it all to turn away
it hurts too much to go on

on a saturday morning
jay sings my comfort, so bittersweet
lost from reach without a warning
flies away, my time with her so fleeting

and to the jay
who was my day
becomes my nightmare

to her i whisper

today i want to end it all
i've given up for the while
nothingness of hope is my fall
all i've done has become so futile
i tried, i tried so hard
for it all to turn away
it hurts too much to go on

7.3.08

in you

steps by Alistair Chong

steps into the night
and they are lost
in themselves

steps into the night
and you are lost
in the others

steps into the night
and i am lost
to you

steps into the night
and we are lost
to eternity

steps into the night
darkness blankets me
and i am lost
into nothing
pleading to no one

6.3.08

get some face

diluted blood by Alistair Chong

whispering, caught on the wind
back turned, i hear it on the tidings
i know, i know i have sinned
but why to others are you confiding

plotting, brooding, blade at the ready
lost in your slander of lust
how could you hold your hand so steady
grasping with betrayal of trust

i thought that by and by
blood of brothers would never dry
i thought that through and through
thick and thin our blood was true
but i can't help but feel so disappointed

words to me are nothing much
but off your tongue curses slipping
virulent, faith corrodes to touch
sucked under in a pool of poison dripping

muttering, mumbling, you so discontent
you attempt to cover your trace
only daring when i've been spent
much too coward to tell me face to face

i thought that by and by
blood of brothers would never dry
i thought that through and through
thick and thin our blood was true
but i can't help but feel so disappointed

real friends don't care
what, who or why i am
i thought we were

i thought that by and by
blood of brothers would never dry
i thought that through and through
thick and thin our blood was true
but i can't help but feel so disappointed

5.3.08

slipping

help by Alistair Chong

empty breath, screaming suffocation
lost for air, fallen through the ice
struggle below surface of rationalisation
gripped, clawed, torn in binding vice

fear haunts me, grips me
fear, blacker than angel's death
fear thrusts me into deranged sanity
fear flings me over the edge

heart blackened, twisted, torn frayed
soul caught my throat to escape
grappling for light betrayed
writhing, thrashing, harmony is raped

fear haunts me, grips me
fear, blacker than angel's death
fear thrusts me into deranged sanity
fear flings me over the edge

sinful nights of demons screaming
taunting, daunting, deformed in sickness
wake is eternal blindness seeming
this dark smothers me in thickness

fear haunts me, grips me
fear, blacker than angel's death
fear thrusts me into deranged sanity
fear flings me over the edge

fear haunts me, grips me
fear, blacker than angel's death
fear thrusts me into deranged sanity
fear flings me over the edge

On my knees
I pray
for God
to touch me

just one touch

4.3.08

talk

Tomorrow by Alistair Chong

Tomorrow.
Will come.
Tomorrow.
The sun will rise.
Tomorrow.
The sky will be.

Tomorrow.
Trees still sway.
Tomorrow.
Waters will flow.
Tomorrow.
World breathes on.

Tomorrow.
The moon will shine.
Tomorrow.
The stars will glow.
Tomorrow.
The sun will fade.

Tomorrow.
We'll talk about it.
Tomorrow.
Tomorrow will end.
Tomorrow.
Never comes.

Any Other World by Mika

In any other world
You could tell the difference
Let it all unfurl
Into broken remnants

Smile like you mean it
And let yourself go

'Cause its all in the hands of a bitter, bitter man
Say goodbye to the world you thought you lived in
Take a bow, play the part of a lonely, lonely heart
Say goodbye to the world you thought you lived in
To the world you thought you lived in

I tried to live alone
But lonely is so lonely alone
So human as I am
I had to give up my defences

So I smiled and tried to mean it
To let myself let go

'Cause its all in the hands of a bitter, bitter man
Say goodbye to the world you thought you lived in
Take a bow, play the part of a lonely, lonely heart
Say goodbye to the world you thought you lived in
To the world you thought you lived in

'Cause its all in the hands of a bitter, bitter man
Say goodbye to the world you thought you lived in
Take a bow, play the part of a lonely, lonely heart
Say goodbye to the world you thought you lived in
To the world you thought you lived in

Say goodbye to the world you thought you lived in
Say goodbye to the world you thought you lived in
Say goodbye

In any other world
You could tell the difference

(Spoken)
I never, ever forget my story.
My face is not sad, but some say I am sad."

3.3.08

i saw

pure by Alistair Chong

most delicate petals
hanging on grace so fragile
raindrops glistening settle
the blossom pure begins to defile

harsh blaze crushes delicate
droplets of poison sweetly sick
carve scars of rust so intricate
flames eat at wilting wick

growth withered beyond allure
starved of life within is lost
crept upon, tainted from cure
fevered past sickest rot

rose slowly decays
most beautiful sight
i have ever beheld


2.3.08

into my eyes

left by Alistair Chong

down the corridor
we're getting nearer
through the crowded floor
haze becoming clearer
closer closer steps they come
space between us narrowing
meters pass by one by one
each one gone the more is harrowing

what happened to us
closest friends we said
till time ceased to pass
we'd be for each other till the end
but it's all gone

see each other face to face
turn from the quickest recognition
risking eyes then averted gaze
ever ignoring staring incision
left to our own devices
all we feel is presence oppressing
to think that another suffices
is fate's architecture repressing

what happened to us
closest friends we said
till time ceased to pass
we'd be for each other till the end
but it's all gone

1.3.08

it will pass

butterfly by Alistair Chong

Butterfly flies alone
Battered by howling gust
Tossed about like a stone
Violently carelessly thrust

Butterfly flies so tired
Tattered by crushing hail
Weaker than past expired

Wings have been ripped so frail

But it's nearly over

Fly, fly with your might

Find your strength to fly on
As the storm rolls through the night
Because it's almost dawn

The sun will pull through
Bring warmth, life and love to you


Butterfly flies so bent
Toward heavens reaching
But spirit is spent
Life the fury leeching


Butterfly wings wilted
Life to death seeming quicker
But under darkness heavy quilted
The faintest hopeful flicker

And it's nearly over

Fly, fly with your might
Find your strength to fly on
As the storm rolls through the night

Because it's almost dawn
The sun will pull through
Bring warmth, life and love to you

Rest and know
There's a tomorrow
The harshest storm has passed