Stuck in reverse... I look around only to find a maze...I close my eyes only to let the tears stream down. For long I have weeped quietly, wanting to be understand,loved and cared. Years have passed by simply like lights passing by as you a drive a car on a highway, without yielding any result. I wonder at times it is the lack of love or no-love at all in my life that has made life so not-so-desirable object for me.
what must begin should come to an end!! And yet people talk of there existing a "forever"..there is never a forever, there was nevera forever..for all begins tro come to an end ..some to end graciously..while others to end by fading away..It was these beginnings & ends that provide to be my musings... the pain evoloved to be my inspirations.. as I would sit back & face a writers block....The incidents that touched me, hurt me, maimed me & made me cry...hepled me to write..but then thsi time i was writing first & letting the musing follow in later... I could what was coming & yet I was not preparing myself for it...letting myself be free to be hurt seated at dark corner, allowing the light from the monitor to light my face & the kays as i press them to describe what Im feeling.. my mind is yeat lost in transition between what just happened a few hours ago & what will happen from here.. I had somehow choosen to embrace thepain just for a moment of ha...
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