Saturday, September 19, 2009

the shadow puppets.



Seated right at the corner, the music slowly fades away, all thoughts came in between the mind accompanied with visual dissatisfaction.Suddenly the whole world seems to put a nasty blow onto me, leaving me hanging with broken hearts. The darkest hour came, crows and vultures feed on my open wounds, yet there is nothing for me to defend for, muscles and flesh left to be torn apart. Nothing left to ask for nothing worth anymore. The day has ended, back to sleep with tired eyes, stains of tears like footprints were left on the cheeks. Tears pour like endless rain into a paper cup, tears and emotions that were left behind. Memories that can’t be realize anymore, broken dreams, broken thoughts that stirred up the entire night.It is good to be free.

Goodnight my friend, a soft voice came as an illusion like she said before.

4 comments:

Joy said...
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charles said...

to rainbowarrior: okay i change alr

amanda said...

hugs u*

charles said...

to amanda: whatttt for?! haha crazy