Rantings of Outrage
Cracks on a broken glass will forever be visibile regardless of adhesions and amends made on its surface. I am scarred.
The past is like a phantom of the subconscience that suddenly leaps forward and attempts to bite the neck that connects the mind to the heart. The past is like a shadow cast by a set sun, invisible and follows everywhere you go. The past is a vermin...it strikes at the most unexpected of times.
I don't have nerves of steel
I have a heart that feels
I may have cried a million tears but i won't drown
I let myself unfold
Gave you my hand to hold
You took me beyond where i could see
And then you let go of me
Falling in love...sigh. The world is built upon the foundations of love, so my faith professes. If such is true, then how come falling in love proves to be so painful at times? I've hurt and been hurt. Nobody said the world has to be fair; could it be that all the hurt is spawned by the injustice of human nature? But aren't humans naturally social beings? Do we socialize to demean, mislead, and abandon?
I was damaged by the fall
Got the wind knocked out of me
To be standing here at all
I must be invincible
I fell in love with you, but you kept me like a tissue in your pocket. I barely survived, crumpled and soiled. And then I met you, but you were worse...I became the mistress of my own insolence. Of course, there was you. You. You were the worst of them all. You tied a tight knot in my heart and kept it from beating. You ripped my soul apart. Damn you. Damn all of you. I can never be whole again. My person is mostly held together by artificial stitches of nonchalance sewn by the apathy of my deceased reasoning.
I thought that i would break
But now i have come to see
Something strong and beautiful inside of me
I may have nicks and cracks, but I'm infallable. Your claws of uncertainty can no more make me decrepit as I am stronger than you. I banish you...MISERY.
The past is like a phantom of the subconscience that suddenly leaps forward and attempts to bite the neck that connects the mind to the heart. The past is like a shadow cast by a set sun, invisible and follows everywhere you go. The past is a vermin...it strikes at the most unexpected of times.
I don't have nerves of steel
I have a heart that feels
I may have cried a million tears but i won't drown
I let myself unfold
Gave you my hand to hold
You took me beyond where i could see
And then you let go of me
Falling in love...sigh. The world is built upon the foundations of love, so my faith professes. If such is true, then how come falling in love proves to be so painful at times? I've hurt and been hurt. Nobody said the world has to be fair; could it be that all the hurt is spawned by the injustice of human nature? But aren't humans naturally social beings? Do we socialize to demean, mislead, and abandon?
I was damaged by the fall
Got the wind knocked out of me
To be standing here at all
I must be invincible
I fell in love with you, but you kept me like a tissue in your pocket. I barely survived, crumpled and soiled. And then I met you, but you were worse...I became the mistress of my own insolence. Of course, there was you. You. You were the worst of them all. You tied a tight knot in my heart and kept it from beating. You ripped my soul apart. Damn you. Damn all of you. I can never be whole again. My person is mostly held together by artificial stitches of nonchalance sewn by the apathy of my deceased reasoning.
I thought that i would break
But now i have come to see
Something strong and beautiful inside of me
I may have nicks and cracks, but I'm infallable. Your claws of uncertainty can no more make me decrepit as I am stronger than you. I banish you...MISERY.
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posted by Aquabitch | | Permalink 
Hello there, Mr. Alex. =)
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Aquabitch |
4/18/2006 8:43 PM