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You are a mirror;
showing only the surface,
only what is to be seen,
reflecting the known,
staying away from the real truth
Many a time have I wondered
What it must be like to go beyond the mask
But your disguise is too clever
A disguise-which tells me only of me
Which is, in fact邦e
And when I tend to mistakenly let go of you,
you break, into a thousand pieces........bringing me......
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.........................seven years of bad luck(ha).
You are the stones I tread upon
Not giving way
Always-there to stay
Does it matter if I walk?
Will it ever matter?
Being there is what is to be done
How could one go on
Long lasting indulgence has this caused you
But it does not stop
Give me wings to fly, and I will
Give me stones to walk upon, .............and............
I do.
You are the rose I plucked this morning
People are enchanted by your beauty
And so was I
But it was not long before I realized
You have.........................thorns
What a culmination of opposite ends
A unification
so unique
so successful
so ......deadly
You have been grasped by many
And you know your charms never fail
So much full of life, yet it takes it away
..........take it away.
You are the curtain
Swaying in the breeze
How many hours have I wasted away
pondering
Do you not have your own will?
I could tie you up
That would be too easy
Or I could tear you down and put an end to it all
But I am afraid........
Afraid of the consequences that may arise
So I let you sway
Sway in the wind
Going up and down
The roller coaster of life
You are a bottomless ocean
Life all dead
A beautiful night sky
Without any stars or moon
Life...............without love
What's the use?
The sun will rise, taking over the night
And the ocean.........it will take life, if not, have it.
You are the pen I write this with
Smooth
But you make it a tedious task
Do you not know,
There are others better than you?
Well if not, then awake to the fact
That you won't always be on top
Your colour is starting to smudge across the page
The stains will never go
And not much is left of you
You're wasted
But you never give up
You give it all you've got
The final breath is nearing
The last ink drop is about to come
Yet you fail to stop even though you know it's near
And when you're gone
I can only think and think of all you did
Because................
I don't have you to write with
You are the words,
Words that demand more than just black and white
Touching more than just this screen
An everlasting wound
Words....that kiss and then kill
The Words I have come to speak, write, and now........think
The delusion, the fantasy, the lies.......it's all there
How could I go on without you
You bring me pain and regret
For many days I have thought of
Undoing the past
Creating the future
Living a lie
It's going fine so far
And I never realized---- you're Me
You always were
And shall be
A part of me
And now I know why I miss you
I miss that part of myself which
Has become a part of you.
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