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Tuesday, September 15, 2009

Lost Souls



This is for my brothers and sisters who are always misunderstood and seem not to relate to anybody. “I feel you, trust me when I say I feel you.”





The only words that I could find at this moment in time are ‘ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!’ Life sometimes hurts; the pain is too deep to be understood by human eyes. Today I am here typing this because internally I am bleeding. The pain goes to my head, finding myself in deeper zones of life that even I do not comprehend how I got there. The voice that used to guide me has been silent for a while; could it be that even my guardian angel has given up on me? Constantly I am now lead by my emotions, like an animal that relies on instinct. None of these people know me. They couldn’t possibly know who I am and what am I all about. They always claim to know and understand me while none of them do. What I feel today is anger with no direction. Sometimes I try to find a reason to live but I just can’t. My will to reason and love is slowly fading. What is bringing about these changes I do not know? Who am I fooling the truth is one can not lie to one’s self. Fact is people and situations change you. Its either they build you or brake you, unfortunately for me they are catalysing me. You probably wouldn’t understand me, like Tupac Amaru Shakur said ‘wait till your hurt gets frozen” then you will understand how I survive in my habitat. My worse fear is failure and f**k sh**t I have not done jerk. I have failed myself already. People right and centre are making it, having reason to wake up in the morning and I don’t. Still this heavy cloud of rain is following me. I don not understand how I react to sh**t but all I know is sh**t is happening.


~* I Cry *~

Sometimes when I'm aloneI Cry,Cause I am on my own.
The tears I cry are bitter and warm.
They flow with life but take no form
I Cry because my heart is torn.
I find it difficult to carry on.
If I had an ear to confide in,I would cry among my treasured friend,
but who do you know that stops that long,to help another carry on.
The world moves fast and it would rather pass by then to stop and see what makes one cry,
so painful and sad and sometimes...
I Cry
and no one cares about why.



2 comments:

  1. TOKYO, thats touchy. Ja LIfe can be a trial sometimes. People have problems or situations that they try to escape from, they deny them and run away from them but it haunts them like ghosts. and when you look around all the friends you had, they are just nowhere to be found. cRYING is not a crime its good to do so, but let it not be a habit. thanks IM INSPIRED TO WRITE MORE about my feelings, and stop complaining because im not the only person who has problems that keep me awake all night...

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  2. ayi sihluthu ungasabi be your self and dont change your attitude. It seem' that you are thinking to much and you a lonely. have fun brooooooooo you are to young for crying. do something that will keep you buzzzzz every bbbby pass through that , but you must get over it becouse you will end up commiting (sueside)meeeeeeeee (thuthuman)

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