Monday, January 17, 2005

HEARTSTRING

nothing hurts more than having your heartstrings tugged callously
it is as if air was cut off abruptly
i have to forcefully squint my way in the darkness
in an attempt to escape the abyss of helplessness

my hands are tightly bound by misery
they bleed profusely as i hid in my reverie
those were the days when i dwelt in fantasies
illusions foolishly confused with life's realities

i can't seem to stop my tears
realization can't overcome my fears
i can't seem to dream of tomorrow
as my entire being is drenched in sorrow

what can i do to cease this pain
what can i do to stop the rain
what can i do to find what i lost
what can i do to conquer the ghost





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