When the heart forgets to love then what's it's use. Better rip it out. I'm done with you. Or maybe I thought I do. Can't stand the pain. Now better to hate? There is nowhere to go. The world is contracting. Even in the next world there's you. Nowhere to hide.
20.6.09
Healed, right? Why are tears still here? Why are my thoughts still has you? Why is your voice still ringing in my ears, laughter. Hanging. You'll forever have the key. I am alone. I thought I was free. Free to go. Free to move on. Your memories still haunts m.e. I am now. You are here.
8.6.09
Pleasant day but..... Still counting the passing clouds, hoping you'd be there. checking my phone, hoping you'd be there. pathetic life this is turning to be. Messy.
7.6.09
My all I have given. Time to crawl out of my grave. The light doth shine may not be the same, the heart may be gone,. the spirit crushed. But beating, living. Awaits the day I crawl back in again.
6.6.09
One battle I can't win. One war I've lost forever. One sunset never to shine again. you. iyl- forever.
I thought the world would stay the same till I take my last breath. But it has since turn very cold when your heart ceased beating. CAE. Forever. Walking along the long life road without you, like walking on roses thorns on my bare feet. Aching, hollow, lonely, cold, shallow. Hope in the feet of the mountain dew, you await my presence. Till then. My soul, waits. Your heart, forever mine. As one. Will linger.
outside the circle- inside the circle. didn't realized how difficult it is inside the circle. been just dreaming before. can't write again. too much emotions. too raw. can't see the end of the tunnel. or if there will be a tunnel, maybe a pit. Can't crawl out.
i'd like to write this with my hand. with the flick of my wrist. With the stroke of my fingers. With a pencil held between it. i'd like my thoughts in it. My shadow, my stares, my laughter, and the tears behind it. i'd like to write this with my palm caressing the paper. with my eyes on the lines, careful not to write beyond it. with the ink dripping on the pages. bonding with the paper, as one, conveying a message. Hoping you'd have a glimpse of the light behind the words. The beating of the heart of the writer, i hope you'll hear. inside the pages, you'll taste my tears, hear the echoes of my whisper, the crackles of my laughter in the air. And lend me your shoulder to lean on. but now, just let your eyes taste the words... and feel. Feel the sensation touching your heart. reaching, reaching... endlessly. i've shared with you...... a piece of me. -cc-24/3/10
