This piece has been written by a very close friend of mine. I liked it a lot. So I’m posting it here.
Every expectation is met with a disappointment.
And with every disappointment something dies inside me.
Tears have dried up.
Just a hidden silent tear bothers me occasionally.
Hey you!! Go away!!
Why do you engulf me all of a sudden?
And haunt me with those memories?
Go away!! Leave me alone.
I want to live now, let me live.
"Sometimes words are not enough and not even needed, a silent tear says it all"
Saturday, March 29, 2008
Thursday, March 27, 2008
My heartache
There's this feeling in me, a chill that runs down my spine.
Sometimes I feel this pain, else I don't know what I'm feeling.
An inconsistency between reality and my desire.
I know its doing me no good, but I just cant move on.
Even so much time has passed, still it makes no difference.
I cant let the feeling sink, that would change everything I am.
If I choose to move ahead, everything behind me dies.
I know its doing me no good, but I don't want to move on.
There is so much I had that i never wanted to give up.
Memories I've pinned to my heart, I cant live them anymore.
Feels like all the good in life is gone, only this pain resides.
I know its doing me no good, and I cant move on.
This is my heartache.
Sometimes I feel this pain, else I don't know what I'm feeling.
An inconsistency between reality and my desire.
I know its doing me no good, but I just cant move on.
Even so much time has passed, still it makes no difference.
I cant let the feeling sink, that would change everything I am.
If I choose to move ahead, everything behind me dies.
I know its doing me no good, but I don't want to move on.
There is so much I had that i never wanted to give up.
Memories I've pinned to my heart, I cant live them anymore.
Feels like all the good in life is gone, only this pain resides.
I know its doing me no good, and I cant move on.
This is my heartache.
Sunday, March 16, 2008
JLT
I'm stuck on an island, with nothing but memories.
Watching the fire burning the last bridge.
I know the path I'm taking might leave me with more wounds,
Wounds which will possibly never heal.
Death doesn't fucking scare me,
Coz I embrace it every moment I live.
I don't know what is responsible for this fucking piece of shit,
Is it the alcohol mixing in my blood,
Or is it my addiction to the ecstacy of being in pain.
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