hectic. Very. space. needs time to take it all in.
Back to the ol skool perhaps?
Saturday, March 13
Thursday, February 25
I want to.
Now, finally, got the feeling I havent felt ever since a long long time ago.
I allowed myself to be self indulgent. Now my heart is on its brink.
Its not working anymore. These pills.
Sometimes alone, I feel the burden reach deep in me.
I dont know who will be there for me.
I cannot allow this to go on any longer.
It really hurts badly.
I'd give anything if I could die right now.
Just let me rest in peace.
I allowed myself to be self indulgent. Now my heart is on its brink.
Its not working anymore. These pills.
Sometimes alone, I feel the burden reach deep in me.
I dont know who will be there for me.
I cannot allow this to go on any longer.
It really hurts badly.
I'd give anything if I could die right now.
Just let me rest in peace.
Tuesday, February 16
no.
I loved you, now I hate you.
Why the torture, why the pain and anguish.
I hated you, now I don't care about you.
Why can't this feeling just vanish.
I didn't care about you, now I'm suffering.
Not now, when I'm in the middle of things.
I suffered, but I somehow find love.
And so the cycle continues.
Why the torture, why the pain and anguish.
I hated you, now I don't care about you.
Why can't this feeling just vanish.
I didn't care about you, now I'm suffering.
Not now, when I'm in the middle of things.
I suffered, but I somehow find love.
And so the cycle continues.
Monday, February 8
Friday, February 5
The still waters
I don't get things easily. This slow, creeping, feeling is fast on the approach.
To be honest, fear, is the last thing I want to feel when I go.
I detach myself from reality, I keep myself busy with useless thoughts.
I need to focus. I don't see the picture yet.
I haven't seen the picture for a long time.
Even when I see it, I won't know what to do. Panic?
I find myself lost time and time again.
With no directions, I am expected to get out of this maze myself.
Cryptic words that only they can understand.
I join a party for 1.
I do not belong.
I feel like an outcast.
I am an outcast.
I fear the worse.
Yet, I strive forward.
I have to make my point.
I need to make my point.
Fear, must be last thing I feel before I go.
To be honest, fear, is the last thing I want to feel when I go.
I detach myself from reality, I keep myself busy with useless thoughts.
I need to focus. I don't see the picture yet.
I haven't seen the picture for a long time.
Even when I see it, I won't know what to do. Panic?
I find myself lost time and time again.
With no directions, I am expected to get out of this maze myself.
Cryptic words that only they can understand.
I join a party for 1.
I do not belong.
I feel like an outcast.
I am an outcast.
I fear the worse.
Yet, I strive forward.
I have to make my point.
I need to make my point.
Fear, must be last thing I feel before I go.
Wednesday, February 3
voices
I can't talk. I lost my voice.
I have assignments coming out of my ears.
I have tests and exams to further degrade my social life.
I have to go to the hospital to visit an ailing relative.
I want to meet you but I know I can't.
I feel tired so tired everyday.
But as long as I have my tea. I have my music. I have my friends. I have my family.
I am okay. :)
I have assignments coming out of my ears.
I have tests and exams to further degrade my social life.
I have to go to the hospital to visit an ailing relative.
I want to meet you but I know I can't.
I feel tired so tired everyday.
But as long as I have my tea. I have my music. I have my friends. I have my family.
I am okay. :)
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