memories

the story of us that's written in my head
faded into reality, nonexistent nevertheless.

there was a story about you and I
in the olden days, in the times when we played.

the future never foretold our fate
though the laughter seems to have it all played out in display.

swaying in motion, singing in liberty,
there was a sense of tranquility

looking pass all the things, it is all just  a memory in my book.

..am here

...take me away to a higher place

justify your presence in my soul

fill the void in my human heart

ears and hands are wide open

more ready than ever

take it all away

am here...

open.

crashed, trampled, and left without a care.

sinking lower and deeper in desperation.

sadness that overwhelms the soul.

silently calling out, seeking, but not really looking.

waiting, hoping, and praying for a deeper meaning.... 

can you hear it now? the feeling is now all out in the open.

comes and goes

This feeling needs its freedom from the likes of you.

It's ready for the truth, please don't hold it out any longer.

Soothing sound of air taking over the mind.

Crying for the moment, absurd, when holding it in just doesn't work.

those sweetened days ends unintentionally... once the hands can no longer reach.

the mind just cannot comprehend, why such feelings comes and goes..even till the end

bitter sensation

It's like another bitter sensation of so many different feelings.

Had it before, just not with you.

Losing oneself, it seemed to have let it all astray.

Aching doesn't justify the trumping feeling of the heart.

If this is falling apart than it must have happened more than once.

there's no need to say it, no need for any more drama.

The heart seems to want, what it can never posses.