WHY!?
... sometimes the truth is better left unsaid.
I cannot tell you what frightens me the most..
nor must you know all the lies that i call friends
and you will not understand why my life is a BUT!?
for no one will.. no one must! and no one can..
I fell..
Then life said WHERE?!
no wonder it never gave its hand to help.
I just have to get out on my own..
i tightly grip on any grass i can hold
these weeds that i once pulled out of my life..
now desperately i searched for what was left from them..
... it was just looking back at me
hoping i would understand its stare
i couldn't shout..
hoping i would understand its stare
i couldn't shout..
NO!
life was just not fair..
I need to get out of here..
away from this..
... this unfortunate place.
then life whispered something..
so clear was it that it echoed from the bowels of my pit.
"dont bitch on me"
then i suddenly saw life..
..beheaded
by WHO?!
you would not believe..
life was never the judge of Fate.
Life was a child
the "Jeux de Infantes"
and we are but little additions to his playground.
I need to get out of here..
away from this..
... this unfortunate place.
then life whispered something..
so clear was it that it echoed from the bowels of my pit.
"
then i suddenly saw life..
..beheaded
by WHO?!
you would not believe..
life was never the judge of Fate.
Life was a child
the "Jeux de Infantes"
and we are but little additions to his playground.
..then a big hand pulled me up.
i never saw anyone when i surfaced
..except the decapitated life
who's hand was it?
and from far away..
if my eyes don't fail me
to my amazement i saw you too..
life was there with you..
HOW?!
were you shaking hands with it?
or was it taking something from you?
then i saw Life on every person..
i even saw my Dads life chaining him to a tree..
.. then i realized, all of us have our own life to face.
and mine was dead on the ground.
about to leave..
life grab me by the foot
and from his weak hands
slashed my leg..
so deep was the cut..
that the blood came out like spring
and the leg detached itself from me..
i remember crawling to the ground..
grasping for air..
i left my leg..
and crawled as far as i can...
to my amazement i saw you too..
life was there with you..
HOW?!
were you shaking hands with it?
or was it taking something from you?
then i saw Life on every person..
i even saw my Dads life chaining him to a tree..
.. then i realized, all of us have our own life to face.
and mine was dead on the ground.
about to leave..
life grab me by the foot
and from his weak hands
slashed my leg..
so deep was the cut..
that the blood came out like spring
and the leg detached itself from me..
i remember crawling to the ground..
grasping for air..
i left my leg..
and crawled as far as i can...
away from the scene.
then someone pulled me up again..
LIFE!?
.. there were alot of them
then someone pulled me up again..
LIFE!?
.. there were alot of them
now i see..
it held me by the shoulder..
and just smiled.
.. now with a new life
together we walk again on the path..
would it still
.. in spite loosing a leg.
at least i have a new one now.
a new life..
everyone needs a LIFE partner
are you good with yours?
it held me by the shoulder..
and just smiled.
.. now with a new life
together we walk again on the path..
would it still
.. in spite loosing a leg.
at least i have a new one now.
a new life..
everyone needs a LIFE partner
are you good with yours?
Whatever made you say Buddy that "everyone indeed needs a Life Partner?" How do you explain those who follow the quiet lowly life of Single-hood and those restricted by certain Religious vows, but nonetheless found peace and happiness?
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