Wednesday, March 23, 2005

Midnite monologues

now the days are gone
now i'm on my own

sober
sombre
liberated
freedom


Funny. those last 2 words holds diff.connations though it means the same


reach for the stars
tripped n fell down below
to the moon
whose surface
hurt me
scratched me
scarred me

look up at the stars above
wantin to reach out
yet rather stay put
on this rough moon
lookin at the stars
its beautiful out far
it burns me when near

nite come
n i'm on my own again
feelin the pain
pushing it away
push it harder
yet it sits on mi
refusin to move

it eats at me
it gnaws
it mocks me
it scares me
coz it leaves mi
cold n alone

how can it be
me
a fighter in life
n in everything else
yet i lose
when fighting
my inner demons
my inner pain
my messy mind
where's my determination
n my strength
my willpower
where is she?
where is me?
i wonder too..

fight for me
dont leave me lonely
i may be strong
but that judgment is so damn wrong
so,so wrong
yet so right too

i am strong
n that strength
is my ultimate weakness
dont u know it by now?

tired
time for bed
time to sleep
time to close my eyes
and say goodbye

my pain
my struggles
all washes over me
over to the other reality
called
dreamland

thats when
i can then smile
for you
for me
n it'll be for real


seeya in my dreams=)

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