Saturday, 20 June 2009

  • I lost the last excuse to connection. The last tiny tunnel I was able to attain relation.
    I no longer hold the power of query, to pertain to clarification.
    I no longer own authority to demand, to insist explanation of avoidance.
    I no longer need to believe, to trust in the weight of union. And I no longer do.
    Ecstasy. It just gave that instant to fool one to have faith in a paradise that is momentary.
    I search. I trail in silence. I pursue. I follow close behind.

    Why do I yearn for such rights? I despise for having desires as these. Implicating the weakness of anxiety, which is evident. I loathe for having these despondency sentiment. Denoting significance, which is apparent.

    Be it a drug that never cures, a tune that never calms. Wants, still remain as wants. Be it a path towards destruction, a bridge that has been destroyed. Cravings, still remain as cravings.

    The touch by the drizzly beads was ever so comforting. It reminds me of the familiar moment. It felt safe, peaceful; I was content. A taste of pure bliss. But I know it is just a replicate; an impression of what has gone by. Like a fool, pathetically living in a fantasy.

    I’ll try, to leave that euphoric past. I’ll strive to leave history. Then probably, I would not act imprudently, maybe affecting you, or annoying you. I could never craft a true smile on your face. A smile that yields from your heart. The least I could do is stop creating displeasure for you.
    Sorry.

    I lost my place. I lost the title.
    I did not give up. It only made sense to withdraw.


    Little-Pizza

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