fallgirl
I am feeling very low…
My feelings and the sky are one. They are both blue.
At the end of the day I am still the loser.
No matter how hard I try I just won’t measure-up…
I end up getting smashed and everybody wants me to let go.
Indeed, this is desolating.
Letting go entails endless nights of mourning and days of abysmall pain.
I am but a beaten and weary soul, bleeding in anguish.
I tried and fell. Did everything beyond one could imagine.
Yet you still trash me.
They say that one man’s trash is another man’s treasure…
I could be an exception…
For it feels so damn rotten to be me.
Its boiling in here…
And you add more heat.
If only tears are enough to spare me from the pain.
If only writing these words are enough to erase all the memories…
I would have done so a thousand times…
Just to let go.
Let go and move on…
June 25th, 2007 at 5:10 pm
like you said you’re like a trash that would never be someone’s treasure. i may prove you wrong there are two person who looks up to you as a treasure, the big guy up there and me down here. why if you may ask, i tell you i look at you like a diamond that isn’t yet been polished. looking at you as a equinox flower delicate in changing weather, delicate to people who wants you. i might say you’re unique in my perspective alone, why? i see you as a treasure kept in the deepest tomb and i’m looking for someone like you to come and enjoy every moments spent eventhough it would be intervene by others greed and gluttony for they’re not satisfied. insatiable is always been enhasizing by many even you and me. love has its ways of showing it depends on us on how to understand it.