Life's trials and tribulations. Thoughts and criticism. Matter and anti-matter. Feelings, fears and obsessions that makes life all the more complete.
Saturday, May 17, 2008
Love, I Found Again...
It's absolutely amazing sometimes when I truly let something go and so many other things start revolving my way. I feel reborn or shall I say renewed. I met this person that told me everything I need to know about myself and has helped walked the right path. these person, a stranger has now proven to be one of my gurus in this wonderful journey, called life. i feel connected again and yet detached enjoying this wonderful freedom that I found. Love, is yet an ambiguous but an exciting adventure that I'm getting reawakened to. I met this other person thats just a warm, free and wonderful person. This chance encounter has made me realise the wonderful parts of life and moments that I've been missing. Dear God, I hope this adventure and this journey that you've allowed me to endure continues and tickles my very soul.
Monday, May 05, 2008
Love is a fucking drama!!!
My love is a fucking charade,
Where she gets to parade,
Why do I want to be with her,
Only to loath the moments after,
Why do I trust her,
When she continuosly breaks that trust,
Why am I still sane,
When she's driving me insane,
Why does she make me want her,
Only to show she hates me,
Why do I believe in her,
Only to be lied to,
Why does she hold on to me,
Only to let go of me,
I don't know where I'm getting to,
Because I've lost my centre,
It has always been her concerto,
And now it's just neither.
How do I break free?
When I don't know me...
Where she gets to parade,
Why do I want to be with her,
Only to loath the moments after,
Why do I trust her,
When she continuosly breaks that trust,
Why am I still sane,
When she's driving me insane,
Why does she make me want her,
Only to show she hates me,
Why do I believe in her,
Only to be lied to,
Why does she hold on to me,
Only to let go of me,
I don't know where I'm getting to,
Because I've lost my centre,
It has always been her concerto,
And now it's just neither.
How do I break free?
When I don't know me...
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