I try not to think about you now.. But there isnt still a day that Goes by when i dont think of you.. Of all the things ... Said & Done .. Both good and bad ..
I hate the empty car spaces ... i hate all those places...
The harder i try ... the more Forcefully I get Hit by this ..'COLD' icely tidal wave of a stromy avalanche ... A sudden enormous amount of flooding Landslide of cold Powdery ice ... ' COLD ' like you ... & powdery cuz as it falls ,it looks so Harmless & weightless... & when it hits you it devours you completely ... Thats how u've hit me My Love .. Ever so soundlessly , yet consuming me Comepletely as a Whole .. gulped me down .. till i was No More ....
Thanks for wishing me on My birthday ... calling me a day before .. what were U scared of !?!?! that I'd ask u a favour ????!? I know ure a Happy man now .. Moved On & found ' That someone Special ' AGAIN .. haha ... Yes Am laughing .. the gift you gave me called ' insanity' as lead me to now laugh at my own misery & pain .. which in a way makes the Hurt less painfull .. so once again .. thank you .
You said i wasnt witty !!!!! WITTY ???? Well Excuse me for LACKING LUSTER !!! all thnx 2 u btw .. cuz u put a Straw in me & sucked out the last drop of Life left in me .. n now u think am gloomy !!
& U R Right .. that I AM MORE DIS CONTENT than before .. ever tried taking a Wild guess.. the cause behind it !!
& yes I have alot of Blessings in my life to be Thankful for .. & i am ..
But tell me .. Can all those Blessings .. pick up every tiny Bit & piece of Me , My heart & My Soul .. N mend me all over again ??? The pieces can be out together again momentarily or Glued together again .. but the cracks will always Remain .. Ready to Break Open Any time ...
so tell me
How to ...forget ...
How to .. Move on ...
How to diminish the Growing Hatred & Disgust inside me 4 U & the rest of the World
& most of all ..
How to .. fuckin Forgive ...
Yes Life's a Bitch & not a Joyride as you put it .. But uve made ' MY Ride ' now .. Scarier than ever ... & so I hope your ride becomes even more Scarier than Mine ... with your Bitch by your side , clinginy hard 2 you.. as it twists & turns in the endless pitches of darkness... and you dont ever get a chance to scream out loud .. like me ...
but u've moved on .. ever so effortlessly ...
Cuz u have a saviour .. to get you through life ... ' As always'
So Good Luck with your Happy ' Pious' Life .. ( with all the Un-pious actions)
but this I knw this for a fact No1 can measure up to what i did & was ready to do for you.. I put my heart , body , soul & existance into LOving you... Can she .. or any1 ever do that ??!?! Agree to every single word that comes out of your mouth ? stand by your every decision ?? Exist to make you HAPPY & see your SMILE ... nah .. i dont think so !!
So Go On live your Life ... Be merry .. Party ... have Fun Fun Fun ....
& if there is anything called
Maka fat-e- amal .. if there's any Truth or reality to it ..
then u'd suffer just like me ..
before you know it ...
It'll be Pay back time ...
Friday, October 31, 2008
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
' The Rightful Sentence '
During the entire trial ..
his eyes burned into her soul,
It made her a dark person,
made her lose all control.
Her free spirit was broken
by what he took away,
So she finally came back for it,
and today was the day.
While memories of the courtroom
roll round in her head,
She waits calmly in the corner
to turn this floor red.
Eyes not even blinking,
she prepares to make a ghost,
With knife in her hand
to remove the part she hates most.
The squeaky creek of his front door
is music to her ears,
She will look right into his eyes
when he realizes his fears.
She waits and watches patiently,
her stomach full of hate,
With acid in her throat,
the anticipation grows great.
He walks close to her corner,
then ever so close again,
Soon she can’t fight it,
her deadly temptation within.
She springs from her corner
with blade firmly in hand,
And the first cut to his body
was deeper than planned.
Blood sprayed ‘cross the room,
on her face it felt hot,
She smiled and sliced again,
with conscience forgot.
His screams made her angry
so she poured out more red,
Then the screams they just stopped,
and he whimpered instead.
With every part of him
covered in his own sticky mess,
She asks, “Before you meet GOD,
do you want to confess?”
He does not answer,
so one last time she thrusts deep,
And she twists and she turns
until he goes to sleep.
When they found his body,
they found hers as well,
Sliced wrists and a letter
saying goodbye to her hell.
She was dead in his bed
and in blood on the wall,
Was a message that said
“You let him get away with it all”
his eyes burned into her soul,
It made her a dark person,
made her lose all control.
Her free spirit was broken
by what he took away,
So she finally came back for it,
and today was the day.
While memories of the courtroom
roll round in her head,
She waits calmly in the corner
to turn this floor red.
Eyes not even blinking,
she prepares to make a ghost,
With knife in her hand
to remove the part she hates most.
The squeaky creek of his front door
is music to her ears,
She will look right into his eyes
when he realizes his fears.
She waits and watches patiently,
her stomach full of hate,
With acid in her throat,
the anticipation grows great.
He walks close to her corner,
then ever so close again,
Soon she can’t fight it,
her deadly temptation within.
She springs from her corner
with blade firmly in hand,
And the first cut to his body
was deeper than planned.
Blood sprayed ‘cross the room,
on her face it felt hot,
She smiled and sliced again,
with conscience forgot.
His screams made her angry
so she poured out more red,
Then the screams they just stopped,
and he whimpered instead.
With every part of him
covered in his own sticky mess,
She asks, “Before you meet GOD,
do you want to confess?”
He does not answer,
so one last time she thrusts deep,
And she twists and she turns
until he goes to sleep.
When they found his body,
they found hers as well,
Sliced wrists and a letter
saying goodbye to her hell.
She was dead in his bed
and in blood on the wall,
Was a message that said
“You let him get away with it all”
Friday, October 3, 2008
THe Song of the Mermaid ....
' This is about a woman scorned, who took her own life in the sea. She became a mermaid and lures sailors to their deaths to take her revenge...'
she cries into the night
a mournful hollow melody
filling the air with echoes
of a once joyful heart
she sings an unknown language
as she combs her hair of grass
tears fall from her eyes in salt drops
mingling with the ocean's churning froth
once she was a young beauty
graced with life and laughter
now she can only sing a siren song
a sad tune, destined to lure unwary sailors
to their doom,
as they drown in her careless smile
her heart was broken
in a selfish gesture
by a lover,
so untrue
now her unmerciful soul
will lead no-one home
her death in life so real
she lives not,
yet she breathes
called to the sea, to drown her tears
she marks not each day, tho each passes so quickly
she sought the peace of the waves
now it's hers
though not in death
but life again, sheathed in a scaly skin
no respite for travel weary sailor
can be found upon her shores
for she has no heart left
death inside her, reigns strong and free
she slips among the waves and sea creatures
in silent recognition
though none speak of her
to speak her name would be death.
she acknowledges no creature in her sadness..
only the sea weary sailors
lulling them to their eternal sleep
as they drown in her melodic voice
each rise of the sunday so new,
she stares into the blue horizon
as she sits upon weathered stone
amidst the crashing waves and sandy beach
screaming gulls fly overheadas undrying tears fall into a river of griefflowing so fast and freeto spread into the sea
in a song of mournful sorrow
she waits for the time
she has only seen her dreams
to see life again..
and free her from this life of death.
she cries into the night
a mournful hollow melody
filling the air with echoes
of a once joyful heart
she sings an unknown language
as she combs her hair of grass
tears fall from her eyes in salt drops
mingling with the ocean's churning froth
once she was a young beauty
graced with life and laughter
now she can only sing a siren song
a sad tune, destined to lure unwary sailors
to their doom,
as they drown in her careless smile
her heart was broken
in a selfish gesture
by a lover,
so untrue
now her unmerciful soul
will lead no-one home
her death in life so real
she lives not,
yet she breathes
called to the sea, to drown her tears
she marks not each day, tho each passes so quickly
she sought the peace of the waves
now it's hers
though not in death
but life again, sheathed in a scaly skin
no respite for travel weary sailor
can be found upon her shores
for she has no heart left
death inside her, reigns strong and free
she slips among the waves and sea creatures
in silent recognition
though none speak of her
to speak her name would be death.
she acknowledges no creature in her sadness..
only the sea weary sailors
lulling them to their eternal sleep
as they drown in her melodic voice
each rise of the sunday so new,
she stares into the blue horizon
as she sits upon weathered stone
amidst the crashing waves and sandy beach
screaming gulls fly overheadas undrying tears fall into a river of griefflowing so fast and freeto spread into the sea
in a song of mournful sorrow
she waits for the time
she has only seen her dreams
to see life again..
and free her from this life of death.
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