an Illusionary man.. humble and poor even..

Let me confess that

I am just an illusionary being..

like a mirage..

I am as mighty as X-man

only from that distance far too from you.

Only apart far far from the reality

where you live in,

I am a prideful prince.

Yes, I am a man
dwelling in my own castle of dream

speaking out loudly to the people in the real world..

actually for those only who like to listen to me

whatever the reason is..

Yes I know I am

far far beyond of your reach..

Yes I know..

I am nowhere you can find

I am nowhere you can whisper

No.. No I am nowhere you can touch me..

That's it.

I am nothing but a mirage..

I am an imginary guy..

...
I am alone.
as I always do..
That's what I am.
I thrive only upon my solitude.
Ridiculous..

Loneliness is my only item on the menu killing hunger.
Being alone is my good side dish for drinking.
And the very solitude of myself
is a rich harvest of my poor soul..
Bizaar..

Painful..
so used to it though.

No cure.
I know.

but sad..

A Bitterness, Garniner Expressway Toronto Aug 16 2009

* I really don't know who took this photo of mine while I was flying back to Seoul from New York.. but I just found and it looks quite fit for this posting.. anyway..
Bonnie Tayler: Total Eclipse of the Heart

Bottomless bitterness.. sporadically works for the week start..
What can I do.. if it is my fate to go forever with my cruel reality..

Georges Moustaki : Pourtant Dans Le Monde