Thursday, March 27, 2008

What i want?









It feels so quite
I feel like a broken meteorite
An alien in space longing for light
A warrior who has been crippled in a fight

Dashed like never before
Crashing like waves on sea shore
So much I have tried to ignore
I try to endure but it pains all the more

For life I crave
I hate the way I behave
I think I dug my own grave
To all the memories I have become a slave

Inside I am meek
Outside I speak
I have tried to turn over to a new leaf
But it doesn’t seem that I will come out of my grief

My feelings are more or less dead
Broken heart proves to be more fatal than bloodshed
Life has treated me with thorn full bed
A row of sorrows and no happiness in stead

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