Monday, May 19, 2008

Lonely


I lost....
I loose....
I stumble....
I fall......

I don't get it, why?
Why am I alone......
Why I can't call your phone.....
Its painful, like a broken bone....

What is love?
Love is free
Love flies like a dove
Love is not control....

Why can't I be where you are?
Are you really that far?
Far as in restricted?
Far as in unreachable?

Have you ever tried being robbed?
Robbed of something you treasured so dearly
You are still 18 years old, Its still early
The pain and grief which stabs you

Now I am pushed out
I can see your face, damn proud
There's nowhere to run
I have no place to go

You are missing in my heart.......

"Normally, humans kill with their mind"
- DixoN-

Thursday, May 15, 2008

3 Emotions

Letting go a part of me
Its like a blade which cuts right through me
My heart cant stop bleeding
Cant believe the flashback that I am reading

I am going to miss you
All I have is faint memories
I guess I wont see you forever
Someday or may be never.....

Challenges come, I give in
Tough times come, I give in
Looking at the rubbish bin
Can't believe how much shit I am in

I can't bow to you
The image behind the song
The killer behind the creator
The force behind the weak

I stand on my ground
Look at you and frown
You brought hurt & pain
But I guess, what the heck do you gain?

Playing your own game
Polluting your own name
Trying to build your fame
Look in the mirror, how lame.....

I have beat you down the first time
Looking forward to the second time
Cant wait to hear the bell chime
Just the right time

Lost and lonely
Tired and hungry
Walking down....
Looking down.....

Confused by whats around
Scared and afraid to make a sound
Threats all around
My feet is fear bound

I am confused....
Sad, I am bruised
Angry, I am bruised
Confused, end of life.....

Dissapointments

Hate my life....
I wish to die
I wish to cry
I wish to remove the hurts and lies

Sometimes I wish to return to the skies
Say my final goodbye
Believe that my life is all a lie....
Wishing I would just give in and die

Promise made and said
Promise broken and fade
Cut, hurts, and brusied serenade
I am bleeding

Tell me why life is so great
I don't understand, but rather to be dead
Its better done than said....
I'd rather be....
DEAD...

Sunday, May 4, 2008

Broken Window

The time we use to laugh and play
Almost every night and day
Cheerful voices everyday
Happiness completes everything I have to say

Standing on the ground we used to play
Alone here almost every night and day
Shouts, pain and tears everyday
Picture and flashback completes everything I have to say

This was once a beautiful house
This is the place I used to keep my pet mouse
This was once my resting place
The place full of memories

As I stand outside
Looking through the broken window
Building up my sorrow
Missing joy is something you can never borrow

I have lost something that starts with 'J'
Still can't make up a word to say
I think the next letter is 'O'
Trying to cover my sorrow
I got it, the last letter is 'Y'
Lost something precious and it makes me want to cry.....

My memories stored through this broken window......

Myself

I can't express by my voice,
I only can express by my words I write
and
My actions, which may sometimes hurt badly......