Confusion ...

To love is to suffer. To avoid suffering one must not love. But then one suffers from not loving. Therefore to love is to suffer, not to love is to suffer. To suffer is to suffer. To be happy is to love. To be happy then is to suffer. But suffering makes one unhappy. Therefore, to be unhappy one must love, or love to suffer, or suffer from too much happiness...

1 Month ...

Today is the 5th of August...
& am thinkin abt the 5th of Last month ...
that is the 5th of July..
Was it a Dream ?
or an illusion ...
& today the Bitter sweet Nostalgic feeling
grips My soul , ever so voilently !
A month gone by ..
then there would be
more days & months & years !
but will this feeling of infinite Loss ever Go????
*sigh*
nah... I dont think so ..
cuz i am after all a "BRAINLESS FOOL"
right?
So...
its gonna stay wid me ..
till the day ..
the Earth
consumes my dead Body..
But you know what would still be Alive ..
in my Lifeless body ..soon to rot away..

"YOU"...
you i'll take with me....

MY DEATH TO YOU

Seeing some many people crying over someone,
I wonder how many people will miss me if I die.??
Probably no one...

NO one will really miss me,
remember me,
or wear "R.I.P." shirt with my name on.

My eyes are wet as I found out the reality,
if I die,
it won't mean anything to anyone
They might even be happy for not meeting another freak for later days,
Cuz sensatation is what they won't pay.

SO realizing that ...
I approach a corner to cry,
should I die or should I try?

What am i getting from these Heartless people,
people... ha... With so much evil.

So ...
Why am I still living?
I'm no use but another hated human creation.
Everyday I'm here to receive pain,
and store it inside in every corner of my Heart and brain.

Death... come to me like whipsering quiet,
take away my soul as it's night.
I'm living for no one...
for no reason.

MY PRESENT I DEFINE

All the angers inside are built,
sometimes they try to crawl out of my skin.
I feel like I'm gonna break,
forgive me for loving you;
forgive me for my sin.
Sun is getting old like my pain,
moon's breaking apart like me.
No matter how hard I try,
I'm always the one to be blamed.
My heart deep down inside is starting to hate humanity.
I found myself with hatred and depression.
Insanity and fantasy only keep my days going.
I'm sick and tired of people and stupid humiliation.
All these words won't even covered the struggles that I'm facing.
Sometimes I just feel like want to commit suicide,
feel like leaving my body on the ground and the world all behind.
My head is all spinning...
I don't know what to do or decide.
This is my present and this is how I'll define....

Men wud Always be MEN !!

Oh Ure awfully happy & content .. & i thought U were taking things as i am ... !
Wow .. Wat a Wonferful Life .. & a Beautiful World .. Haina ????
Afterall U r a FAKE ...like everyone else !