Wednesday, October 27, 2010

We could have been together.
Rejoicing the times and
not crying over them.

It's that point in time when you have to take the decision, to know the cold hard truth that in many ways binds things together. You were cold, as much as you were heartless, and obviously you were confused but it does not justify either of the 2 pre-mentioned characteristics. You never sought out to see a little further beyond. Just wish you had. Now, I think it is finally upto you, whether you STILL wanna take the path that leads to happiness or take the one that drives you into the familiar yet uncertain woods. You've been there... you've never been here. I guess, inside you just hate 'here' from your guts. Wouldn't blame you for that anyways.

I think I have made a decision.
Again, you DO NOT want to be here, but you still think of going back there. You cant really show or think or say pretty much anything to anyone and now you are on your own. I just wish you had made the right decision long time ago and these things would've probably vanished. But you don't want that. You WANT these troubles and hardships for maybe that is what makes you think you are so pathetic and miserable. And if I have noticed much, this kind of selfishness never helps anyone, no one at all. But you wouldn't believe me. Why would you? You don't trust me. Your mind is run more by the thoughts of "what does "he" want?" than of 'what should i do for the person who cares?" but I wouldn't meddle in your thoughts anymore, it's best to back it off.

so here it is.
today, you truly lose me, lose me in the silence of your words, and immoral emotions that you failed to return back to me.
I am sad,
and you just took it all away from me.

and for the last time, I love.. , I love.., I love(d) you. (still uncertain?)
sigh

why do you hate me so much?

cyberbeast

Thursday, October 7, 2010

When the prey is weak and vulnerable, that is when the predators attack it. In a way, I too am being attacked, badly, by
"predators"
. For some good reason, it is not someone that is attacking me but some moral principal that I have been trying to run away from. Yes, I am fucking depressed. And for some reason I am in a position from where I cant talk to anyone. This is just killing me. I can not take it any more. When it is time, I think you just HAVE to. Fuck my life.
Care? I need some emotions. I am deficient of it badly. More than that I need a hug.

"i wanna die."
cyberbeast.