The End
Yeah i know I have a lot of damn free time now and my mind keeps going and going like the energizer bunny and one moment I feel something and the next not. Yeah like I really enjoy feeling like this (sarcasm is a wonderful thing) Anyways this is how I was feeling a minute ago and of course my very special friends can look at it. I really don't care if you guys comment or not, I just wanted to take out of my chest what I was feeling and thinking instead of arguing with someone for nothing or breaking or hitting something (or someone) so here and enjoy my little moments of this illness called "Mal de Amores"
Here it is... The end of something that should had been beautiful. The end of something that should have been amazing. Here it is the end of something that hurt me, streesed me, killed me. It is funny how the mind play you tricks. No the mind won't let you remember the bad times, the heart won't let you feel the pain, but rather only the good times, the love, the happiness that was in danger of extinsion. Funnyhow you saw your life stable, you could almost see one 5 years from now. It is not the man that one miss but the sence of stability. The sence of companionship even though he wasn't there, but at least one one that a tinny part was with you. What to do, what to do.. we can't go back, words had been spoken, acts had been replayed and it will not be healthy to turn back. It had it's chance but it died a long ago. But how to convince the human mind that controls the human heart that one tryed all one could and there was no way to revive something that was suppoused to be beautiful, lovely. I guess the old say comes into play no: Nothing is forever.. but then again if nothing is forever how we will ever feel secure? I guess that is the bad part of adulthood that our parents or loved ones feared the most when us with our inocence would said "can't wait until I am grown up". What to do, what to do.. nothing seems real anymore. What one thought it was reveals itself to show a great black lie. No love, there never was at least for one.. but was that feeling that is attempting to destroy us now was really love? Or just another trick of our mind. What is love... different kind of love in the world but the great question comes into play: Will we ever find it? Will it ever find us? Life is uncertain. trying to adjust to the lonliness that one hadn't feelt since many moons ago. What to do? What to feel? What to think? What to say? Why we become so damn dependable. When the one who said he loved usgoes away, why should I feelnaked again? We were somebody before, we had our mind setted before, but now why this sence of being in an earthquake that won't stop? And if we go throught this.. Why the hell we put ourselves in a possition that may cause this again? Why we put ourselves in this vulnerability? Why won't we stop ourselves from this self inflicted wound? But then again we feel even more misserable when we hide ourselves. I don't know about you, but for I believe that every single human being is a masochist and a sadist. We live for this shit and that is the saddest thing in the whole world. But then again... Who said life was something beautiful, that the world was perfect or that love came without pain? I don't know about you but I will give a big "FUCK THIS FUCKING SHIT" To love, life and the world and I will turn and never look back.
Here it is... The end of something that should had been beautiful. The end of something that should have been amazing. Here it is the end of something that hurt me, streesed me, killed me. It is funny how the mind play you tricks. No the mind won't let you remember the bad times, the heart won't let you feel the pain, but rather only the good times, the love, the happiness that was in danger of extinsion. Funnyhow you saw your life stable, you could almost see one 5 years from now. It is not the man that one miss but the sence of stability. The sence of companionship even though he wasn't there, but at least one one that a tinny part was with you. What to do, what to do.. we can't go back, words had been spoken, acts had been replayed and it will not be healthy to turn back. It had it's chance but it died a long ago. But how to convince the human mind that controls the human heart that one tryed all one could and there was no way to revive something that was suppoused to be beautiful, lovely. I guess the old say comes into play no: Nothing is forever.. but then again if nothing is forever how we will ever feel secure? I guess that is the bad part of adulthood that our parents or loved ones feared the most when us with our inocence would said "can't wait until I am grown up". What to do, what to do.. nothing seems real anymore. What one thought it was reveals itself to show a great black lie. No love, there never was at least for one.. but was that feeling that is attempting to destroy us now was really love? Or just another trick of our mind. What is love... different kind of love in the world but the great question comes into play: Will we ever find it? Will it ever find us? Life is uncertain. trying to adjust to the lonliness that one hadn't feelt since many moons ago. What to do? What to feel? What to think? What to say? Why we become so damn dependable. When the one who said he loved usgoes away, why should I feelnaked again? We were somebody before, we had our mind setted before, but now why this sence of being in an earthquake that won't stop? And if we go throught this.. Why the hell we put ourselves in a possition that may cause this again? Why we put ourselves in this vulnerability? Why won't we stop ourselves from this self inflicted wound? But then again we feel even more misserable when we hide ourselves. I don't know about you, but for I believe that every single human being is a masochist and a sadist. We live for this shit and that is the saddest thing in the whole world. But then again... Who said life was something beautiful, that the world was perfect or that love came without pain? I don't know about you but I will give a big "FUCK THIS FUCKING SHIT" To love, life and the world and I will turn and never look back.