Saturday, September 10, 2011

"..I don't know for how long I can stand this.."

Drifting with winds,
Crying, singing, dreaming and living.
No complains but loads of pain,
Inside a naive little heart. 
Slit wrist is nothing but the proof,
How he kept assassinating me,
and how I kept denying it. 

P.S. See, I had told you. I can't stay happy. Bye bye Happiness. I miss you. 

3 comments:

Being Pramoda... said...

Why so pain dear?hope its fine with u now..

Cheer up gal..

Prams

sawan said...

look at the photograph. there is so much energy in it. if you chose it, tht only means that there is hope and where there is hope, there would be victory. so cheers. dream, sing, merry, live your life.

⁂ܓVållῐ ⁂ܓ☺ said...

The moment I get overjoyed...Sadness says "Wait I'm coming!!"
This happens to me too </3
But never stop dreaming dear...:)