My life is moving on
Im not able to cope up
Seems ive lost everything
I don’t know how to keep my hopes up
I‘m realizing the world around me
Totality is what I am trying to see
But minor affairs are devouring my energy
Gradually I am losing my serenity
With every moment passing by
I am more willing to die
I have been blinded in love
My thoughts force me to unnerve
I am unable to see my good
I find it difficult to accept
I have never been the way I should
People used me, deceived me, scammed me,
Plagued my mind, Molested my purity
and now I am left to my destiny
I am blinded
I don’t want to unfold the mystery
I don’t want to make more people a part of the misery
Why can’t I just be
I don’t want to answer anyone
I don’t have any complains
Let me burn in the sun
How can I expect from those who don’t even know me
When my own pushed me to waters in the rising sea
When even my own soul deserted me
And left me lonely
To face the death of this relationship painfully
I see my child dead in this war
My efforts effacing, carving an end to what I always strived for
All the hidden faces have come out of their makeover
Everything is over, my heart cries, everything is now over.
just taking life as it unfolds, finding answers to truths untold, striving hard to talk to my heart and soul, and trying to figure out - this mystic society and my inhumane role
Monday, December 15, 2008
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