Scott C. Eneje Blog [The Scott C. Eneje's Chronicles]

I know this seems to be the only thing I write about these days But when you spend an eternity in a lonely world your perspective begins to change Who would have guessed that I would ever run out of time? Who would have thought that I of all would speak of a final breath? I see a realm of golden white and shadow snows that glows I feel the wind of the flowing white gown that sweeps through the forest I hear your heart beat a thousand miles away calling from within the world above I have waited forever to feel this pain that makes the heart aches in thought My soul has longed grieved for the day when I would not have to live but find life itself I believe that’s what happens when you die over and over again while you yet live Believe, faith, hope, trust and love are the things that are well defined but still unknown Even in an eternity of search, the mystery of what I longed seeked and now have found puzzles me You must surely not understand all...

I know we've never met face to face, but somehow i feel i know you. How our lifes cross through the cosmos and the events around us seem to unite. Is this fate? Or one of those things you experience in a crossroad? I pick fate, she's one tricky lady but i can sure bet she knows where our peace lies. And once we find peace, success would surely follow and come along with comfort. Somehow i lost them but knowing you are putting an eye out for me means there's hope for me yet. I can only pray that i do not hurt you as I've done all that came my way? But then again, I'm already making you put out an eye for me. I do appreciate knowing you for who you are and what we have. A relationship quite different from other relationships yet showing how relationships should be. Not judged by what we look like or how we sound or what we have or don't have. There are precious stones for give-away and there are precious to cling onto as the Gollum would. I gues...

There are wars that you fight and struggle to win and there are wars that you fight with ease and victory stays certain but this isn't one of them, as victory on my side is defeat to us and letting you win means i lose you we fight and we fight yet we would not end because we neither hope for a winner or a loser this battle has taking all i have, struggling and struggling over the unending i don't wanna lose you yet having you is a possession i can't afford and when ever i run away, i moon run straight into you the hardest thing seems to be the only right thing for me i guess there are certain people you keep coming back to no matter how much they hurt you, they seem to be your only joy looking and searching for another that would have your heart yet it must first be stolen from the one who holds your heart real close to theirs trust me, i know, i understand but i must fight to my last breathe as this painful joy is all i have to fight for ...

Everyday i get up telling myself that today cannot be like yesterday. I push through my limit and would rather break than quit. They say success would follow you if you focus on your passion. But it seems my passion aint attractive enough to pull her close to me. God knows i can see her smile at me but for no reason she keeps walking away. I have done my all and have refused to fall for the sake of all. Because i know that on my shoulders are many feet that keeps kicking me to fly higher. From my heart i wish i was strong enough to pull us both. But the more i try to climb the lower i go and deeper i fall into the pit. It seems everyone want to have a take on this road yet this lane is so small and i'm caught behind the traffic. Once in awhile i do feel like loosing it, when all i have goes out and nothing ever comes knocking back at my door. I feel the harsh wind breaking through my face, yet i bear the pain and keep marching forward. I will do my best to hold us up no...

Someone once said; "Always expect the unexpected..." the truth is they never really say challenges and tough times are major parts of the package. And most times they seem overwhelming enough to often live me whelmed out. Stemless and thoughtless, void of solutions, ideas or even a little hole to crawl out through. Encouragingly some would always say tough times come to make us stronger, and yet, deep down i can sure bet that they really hurt. Dealing with broken hearts, a messed up family, an endless cashflow struggle, poor health, discovering identity, struggle with soul grieving demons. Trying to fly while i'm stucked in an ocean, where its major pressure components are peers and friends who i had thought would be my help. Everyone would tell me to pull out the white flag, summit and follow the crowd. But the sad thing is the only white i have is the garment i have on, so to survive i am asked to stand naked in public. They make it seem everyone else is like th...

Everyone always have what they want to say Some just go ahead and say it anyway Like am suppose to give a shit to their opinion Rubbish, both they and their word would soon see oblivion Who and what do they think they even are? Kings and Queens of far far away? Trying to force me to listen to what they have in mind Bloody zombies that eat human eyes now think they can lead the blind Like i'm going to be stupid and listen, you ignor-anus, i'm dumb-deaf You scream "go left"! They say "go right"! Now i see why Michael didn't live so long. You kick ass do-gooders only thinking of yourself You talking to me is a big feat but you better be walking on frodos toe If i vex draw gun i'm gonna end you And even if you and your men draw guns you're just being skilled with pencils You are all missing your real leader- ME! That's why you are just trying miss lead me You wanted an opinion, step on mine, it's a dangerous mine-field I'v...

I've been warned of love and been told to stay away. Been told of how it hurt and how it breaks the souls of men It diabolical pull and the bottomless pit that it is, that drag mighty men into it. But i wont let the theory and fanatical heresy deny me of what i feel. I'd rather die a fool than to go on living without you. I'd rather live in loves pit than this highland of loveless men It's the shadows of your hair that drives me more to you The whispers of your voice in the darkest hollow night The illuminated path that shines through you heart. I'd spend forever in search and never find anyone else, it's how deep i am into you I'd say i love you but i'm sure you've heard that before I'd say i'd die for you but i'm sure someone else would beat me to that. I'd rather say nothing than say anything wrong that's outside the rhelm of love. The madness that sanity runs mad just thinking of That's how deep i'm into ...