Chapter 1: Splashed Away by the Agony (Janine's Soliloquy)
Carried away by my agony,
By the dungeon, someone brought me here,
And by the angels departed beside me.
The breeze of the wind gets colder as time goes by;
Found myself numb from the reality.
Your presence lingers here in the dungeon.
I can take this time to think deeply,
As all the elements enter in to my mind;
And as predicted—I will end screwing up,
Puzzled, and those memories will be buried.
Before witnessing the tomorrow,
Before I can see the sun as it rises,
I must be carried away by the environment,
The heat of the sun must make me calm,
From my agony I must face the reality,
As God manoeuvres us towards His Will.
What will I expect in my deep-thinking?
You will kiss my feet as a sign of your humility,
To fix what's with the conflict? —
The fond of appearance you've been fond to.
"As girls crey, did you become humble?"
Doubt that reaches my agony,
Marked in my mind and now it trembles in me.
Yes, I used to crumble when I see you.
Those times I can reminisce inside the dungeon.
You can see me—tearing part by part as I witness you.
To kiss my feet tomorrow,
And as I beckon you on, you won't experience harm.
Maybe shocked, surprised, or to break myself again—
Or maybe as I see you, my sanity might be separated,
From my own humanity: physically, emotionally—
To crey is not the option,
Or this feeling might be back again.
Those feeling of bliss that I experienced before?
Or to refuse to do that again.
I will remain puzzled.
My apologies if I insinuate you.
Bitterness ate up my whole humility.
And highly recognised that you confessed your dirt.
To symbolise the dullness of your heart,
And before the Earth buries this chapter,
To end up, marvellous, amazing,
And as I look from the stars above in this dungeon,
That I can remember good things in the end,
As it shines bright and gives us a vivid light.
That my heart will be peaceful—
And before I lay into my bed,
Before witnessing the tomorrow,
May this agony will end.
To kiss my feet tomorrow,
And as I beckon you on, you won't experience harm.
Maybe shocked, surprised, or to break myself again—
Or maybe as I see you, my sanity might be separated,
From my own humanity: physically, emotionally—
To crey is not the option,
Or this feeling might be back again.
Those feeling of bliss that I experienced before?
Or to refuse to do that again.
I will remain puzzled.
My apologies if I insinuate you.
Bitterness ate up my whole humility.
And highly recognised that you confessed your dirt.
To symbolise the dullness of your heart,
And before the Earth buries this chapter,
To end up, marvellous, amazing,
And as I look from the stars above in this dungeon,
That I can remember good things in the end,
As it shines bright and gives us a vivid light.
That my heart will be peaceful—
And before I lay into my bed,
Before witnessing the tomorrow,
May this agony will end.
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