Sunday, March 15, 2009

agony of holding on

The sound of silence is deafening me
All the lies kept on blinding me
The ghost of sorrow is always on my side
Saying all the things seem alright.

My world turned dark
So I lined my soul black and white.
I've endured the pain of promises broken
And the impact of million words unsaid.

When can I feel their acceptance?
Do they know the importance of my existence?
Until when can I hide the tears I shed?
And when will these miseries came to its end?

I just want to die so I cut my wrists,
Blood flows down through my veins
As death comes nearer,
I realized. . .there's an agony of holding on.

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