anger. it feels so powerful. rage. it feels so good.
i welcome the change. i need the change.
i can't be the old me anymore. the fun has drained within me.
a new life. a new beginning. maybe that's all there is for me.
everyone has their own time for "re-inventions." it's my time.
the grass isn't that green anymore. the water will never be as blue.
the wall is not that sturdy. every aspect is now new.
an old personality left behind. a guarded person's point of view.
a new chance to grow. a new story to be told.
when the right time comes, then may the grief and hurt unfold.
life now. happy and content. i guess there'll always be something missing. if we felt complete, then we wouldn't be striving to 'complete' ourselves. i played a game once in my life. i gambled with fate and faith. it's too early to tell if i have lost or won. but all i can say is that a new life now, i am bound to create.
i will miss you. and i will love you forever. but i guess there are things that need to be sacrificed. selfish but true. not just for me, but also for you.
he treats me well. and i do like him.
but as always, 'come what may.'
the gamble still continues. i am still in the game.
conflict
myself
- esa
- i am someone who is delusional at times. someone who seeks for attention of others. someone who suffers from middle-child syndrome. someone who sees depression as an inspiration for writing. a poet. an emotional kid. but an optimist at the same time. weird. but true.
abandoned boots
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