I guess I am the type of person that never lets go of the past... I keep clinging on to it as if... as if there was something there that I didn't check carefully. As if there was something there that I needed to know... or maybe, I just can't let it go... at all. At first it was like, I have nothing, meaning no one to care about, no friends and the only thing to be concern about is myself. Plus I wouldn't give a damn about being alone... but now... I've got something to look forward to, I got people to care about other then myself... but still I'm lonely... and it never felt so cold... so different... now I care... and it's killing me inside... like the only way to kill me... is to love me.
It feels like the back of my head is heavy and as if something is spinning in my head... my throat... feels strained... I can still feel my heart beating... not much anyway. I don't think some people get it you know... or maybe I just care too much for those who just don't really give a damn about me... I feel like isolating myself, from the world... Just cry alone... every night. There's that word again... alone... that's how I'll end up... No one in my life... No one I could trust... No one... Just emptiness that I dream off...
Now I got a reason again to get out of this place... bury my attachments with my emotions with them... Go somewhere, where no one will know who I am. Where I can just be alone and do things my way... Where I can stop pretending... where I won't find love. It hurts... It really does, to wake up in the morning and to wonder... Could I've done the day differently? To just wonder... time is against me... it's the knife that cuts through my soul... and leaves me to bleed... As I lay on the ground, waiting to fall asleep, waiting to heart one last call... I could cry everyday but that would make me weak... I could try to be alone, get things the way they're suppose to be. I gave up on dreaming and now I'm gonna give up on trying. There's no use. What I want... I can't reach... And the things I think about... I just can't let go...
I remember crying,
when you told me the news,
Your reason to smile,
Gave me the blues.
Our promised you forgot,
Our pact that you broke,
Where was the trust?
Was this a joke?
That very second,
I started to cry,
As I held my tears,
Wishing to wilted and die.
I tried to smile,
I tried to be true,
When all along,
I couldn't be happy for you.
Yours Truly,
Nayt
How could you... I had to pretend... it hurts... I thought... sigh...
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