I know that when you see me, all you see is the past and the same mistake again.
I feel that it's going to take an eternity, for a time to come, that I can finally take a step forward. Thought i'd taken a thousand steps ahead, but turns out I was going backwards. I'm back to square one.
Monday, December 19, 2011
Saturday, December 3, 2011
Writing #1
You step into the room,
Felt like a mile away trying to touch you, this wall in between
Where else do you see my eyes looking,
It’s longing for you, just please give me one more look
Before you go,
Whisper to me that this wasn’t your choice,
Before you lie,
Whisper to me those three words you used to mean
Hurricane waves,
Hit me like a sudden shock of electricity, too foreign to recognize
Breaking down,
The sea’s sinking in the ocean, drowning every drip of my tears
Reminiscing,
Developing this feeling, that was once felt before
Nostalgia they say,
Lost in memory lane, where nothing moves but the world
Felt like a mile away trying to touch you, this wall in between
Where else do you see my eyes looking,
It’s longing for you, just please give me one more look
Before you go,
Whisper to me that this wasn’t your choice,
Before you lie,
Whisper to me those three words you used to mean
Hurricane waves,
Hit me like a sudden shock of electricity, too foreign to recognize
Breaking down,
The sea’s sinking in the ocean, drowning every drip of my tears
Reminiscing,
Developing this feeling, that was once felt before
Nostalgia they say,
Lost in memory lane, where nothing moves but the world
Perfect Lies
Defeating yourself. You're in a battle with yourself to conquer what's best for your heart and for your health. You're confuse to what you should do and shouldn't do. Your mind says yes but your heart says no, your heart says no but your mind says yes. Why, you ask. Why do you make yourself go through this stage of misery every day? But yet you keep up the curved smile because you don't really want people to take note that you're crumbling. You're crumbling into tiny little pieces, trying to fix it, but the pieces are all gone now, how are you going to glue it back? You build up this wall, that almost reaches the moon. You believe in all the lies you tell yourself, because one day, you'll believe them.
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