Monday, August 24, 2009
Monday, August 17, 2009
Monday, August 11, 2008
Answers..
You hold the answer deep within your own mind consciously, you've forgotten it that is the way human mind works. Whenever something is too unpleasant, too shameful for us to accept, we reject it.. We erase it from our memories But the imprint is always there....
Sunday, August 10, 2008
Decision..
Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life...You give them a piece of you. They didn't ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn't your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like 'maybe we should be just friends' turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It's a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love.”
Imprints..
Sometimes it's not that I don’t want to talk about how I feel, but I'm incapable of that. My emotions come in waves... and when it hits, it’s overbearing, it’s over the top, and I spill over. I remember the emotions but I don’t remember the cause, and when there's no cause, there's no explanation! Every time I reenact a story, everything comes back as emotions that will palter (shoot down) my insides like endless rain. This way I eventually learned to store up inwards, I spill over into myself and my heart - a vacuum.
I’m not missing out, but I’m missing A lot of people.
Falling in love with someone isn't always going to be easy... Anger... tears... laughter..I wonder if people silently enter your life, leave a couple of footprints and then leave the way they came. It’s so tough not to let them leave, so tough to hold them back. Easy to desert, easier to be deserted. maybe that's why the lost souls roaming and can't be kept, being hurt so much and having seen so much, they lose hope and throw in the towel.
Even I,
I would like to abandon myself.
A person who would die a thousand times,
just to feel alive....
I’m not missing out, but I’m missing A lot of people.
Falling in love with someone isn't always going to be easy... Anger... tears... laughter..I wonder if people silently enter your life, leave a couple of footprints and then leave the way they came. It’s so tough not to let them leave, so tough to hold them back. Easy to desert, easier to be deserted. maybe that's why the lost souls roaming and can't be kept, being hurt so much and having seen so much, they lose hope and throw in the towel.
Even I,
I would like to abandon myself.
A person who would die a thousand times,
just to feel alive....
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