i feel so lost n helpless
every time i hear your voice
soon it wont sound painful
and the stormy winds would pass by
you wont lose anything
n i never had anything to lose
i couldnt even tell you what i owe you
before you decided what not to choose
it was just me from the starting till the end
who failed to comprehend
lying and playing with mud
it was me always who couldnt understand
its not the earth or earthly things
its about the soul and the feelings
but now it has been carved on the palm of my hands
i was a stone,and now want to be the dust
for the pain you went through couldnt make me bleed enough
all i want to wish now is my breath no longer lasts
for its time for me to repay for my past
wonder if i knew you ever
still you were my own, but now no more
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
Saturday, January 1, 2011
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