if i write would you like to read how vulnerable ive become..
there was a time when you used to walk beside me n everything seemed to become alright..
but what now? its ultimate dark n im walking all alone..naked n numb..
there would be people laughing at me n mocking me..
they would beat me..hurt me..bleed me..
n i would just keep on walking as i have to..aimless n lost..
this would go on perhaps till every single drop of blood in my body would trickle down my cheeks..n you would just see
no one would ever remember the days that have gone..
none of them would ask where is that reverence wheres that faith now..
would just a faint smile be enough to determine the death of a few memories..
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
Tuesday, June 29, 2010
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