Tuesday, November 22, 2011

Losing it.


I'm losing myself day by day.
I feel more and more inferior as day pass.
I don't know who I am and what I want anymore.
It's sad to know that I'm not important in anyone's life like how I did before.
It's sad to know that I'm all alone.
I'm killing myself in within.

Moments of happiness just suddenly got taken over by sadness.
There's no more energy left in me.
Just this small amount of hope that's slowly thinning away.
Why?
I'm working hard, so hard on things that I want.
I didn't used to have to work for anything but now, even when I'm trying my best, I can't have anything.
Society gave up on people who don't work for anything, but why me?
I'm doing my best in every single detail that I could.
Yet I'm not achieving or getting anything?
I hate that these scary thoughts keep intruding my head.
I'm in no control of my life.

Loneliness is eating me up.
Sadness sheltering me.
Every morning, waking up to that blanket of dullness.

It's overwhelming, yet nobody could do anything to lose it.
I can't do anything to leave it.
Hurtful words echoing in my head, constantly feeling like giving up.

Life is so weird, it gives you things when you have everything.
You get complacent and start taking things for granted.
Slowly, you loses everything and when you begged and chase for things that you used to have..
They becomes like dreams, so far away that you feel so tired chasing.
Asking yourself, when can I get to my destination?
When will I get myself back?

& eventually, you gave up trying, giving things up and ends up having regrets in life.
I can't move on, I'm stucked, with trembling limbs not knowing what to do or who to turn to.
What's left of me?

Tuesday, November 8, 2011

Dilemma


My mind has been fucking with me.
Just when I thought there was nothing, just when I thought we were gone.
What was that? Is it me that you're talking about?
I've been missing people from my past so much, I've been thinking about this past year almost everyday.
All the wrong doings, pain, hurt.
I don't want the same thing to happen.
It's not fair.
This is not a way to live my life, but what should I do.
Who should I turn to.
I want to go to you, but I asked myself, "then what?"
What else?
What will we be to each other.
What am I to you.
What are you to me.

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Why, why is it that you pushed me till the edge and now you grabbed me so hard trying to pull me up.
Am I supposed to hold those pair of hands?
Will I be tortured more if I got up?
If I would be, I'd rather fall..