Idris Corvus

https://my.w.tt/hYzOPTT8HW

I know it's been awhile since I'm last active here, and now I'm a Editor and Advisor for the story "The Lone Dragon" by a friend of mine
          
          If you need advice or help with your book or other stuff, ping me.
          
          I'm trying to change myself for atonement 
          And I'll be damned it I being pulled again back in the past

I just posted a book that I co-write/co-edit with a friend of mine,
          
          He based some of the MC personality off my life, Frankly I was not expecting this knowing my life at all
          
          And after all these times, I guess this is a refreshing experience
          
          Enjoy it, don't forget to give a vote
          
          I think you'd like this story: "The Lone Dragon " by BastianKurniawan on Wattpad https://my.w.tt/8ebL3saMfW

How long it has been, since I look myself at the mirror and see those eyes that always hold a dimmed flame?
          
          How long it has been, since I touch the pencil and made a mere line on a paper just so that I can hear the sounds that accompany me in the past?
          
          How long it has been, since I was sit in front of an old piano, play a few notes from small rhymes that I always play when I was a mere kid?
          
          How it has been...since I wear that torn black cap, the one that always define me whenever I go on an adventure?
          
          How long....since I alone in a room and said "do you still with me?" And I reply with "yes."? To consider that I'm not alone even amongst the crowd
          
          Sometimes I just wanna drown into the azure ocean below, let the Sirens claim my already decaying body, to free what's left of dimming soul away and be scatter like the winds that carries me
          
          I just want to ride a motorcycle, hit the street and let the road guide me to whatever path I'll endure ahead...
          
          Why does I separated from those that I consider as true and beloved friend, with such distance and time?
          
          This are the questions that I always damn the skies above and to myself...
          
          In the end of the day, I always gaze to the old clock that hanging on the wall
          
          It never pass twelve for me, not now not ever.

I'm fucked,
          
          All of the data of my works and other stuff that I wrote in seven of my notebook has gone
          
          Fucking twat that is my father ransacked my personal belongings and throw all of em into the dumpster,
          
          He claim that he didn't do shit...heh, my ass
          
          6 years of work, progress and memories all gone....

Would you like to join my small server?
          
          Corvus World:
          
          https://discord.gg/GzU8Wsp
          
          

Ah...the wonder of my sanity,
          
          Y'all know that I killed a bastard once?

Halloooooooooo!! Hahaha! *damnimhyper*

But in the end it doesn't matter, 
          
          because no matter how hard I try, 
          I always be forever blue

Not that I decided to finally snapped and pull the cable, it's just...... witnessing your world crumbled left and right and having your mind and soul tormented again and again, still a wonder if I haven't snapped and kill someone
          
          Every time I look at myself in a mirror I always saw my younger self, my old self, how I supposed to be before,
          I'm regretting my decision to say goodbye to my old self, and now I'm wanting to claim all of it back into me.