Wednesday, March 2, 2011

What I Feel

I have been buried my head in these mess and madness for too long,
It’s spinning out of control,
Where Hell is raining down on me,
Where I've being stabbed thousand times,
And I feel like I've fall six feet under,

Then I realize it's my grave where I lay my back on,
The walls beside me shouting "You are totally screwed, kiddo!"
So loud, over and over, my ears bleeding,
Until I can't even hear my own voice,
Crying for help, begging for another chance,

Then I see a light in the pitch black,
Like bright light of Hope that being poured on my heart,
I see you smiling,
I try to reach you,
 But you fade away,

Then someone pulling me out of my grave,
When I look around all I see is another me,
Feeling pity to me,

Saying “You can’t escape from this pitiful life”,
“Lonely life, being left alone, and hating yourself even more”,

In a life where no one understand you,
Though it’s more like I’m the one who can’t understand myself,
I turn away,
Then I see that I’m back to my world,
The world where 'Being happy' or 'Live your life' means walking towards the edge of a cliff,
And fall into thousand of nail, pointing at you,
Where my only hope,

 Is you.

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