Life
There is this empty feeling in my heart, a sinking feeling deep down my stomach. PS> When it comes to feelings, most of us don't know what to say. We don't know how to express our feelings in words, a simple skill to make beautiful things and to impress the one we love. We struggle hard to deliver the message that we have always wanted to say. We stumble to answer those questions, which we have always been asked. I was sitting idle in the morning. Just relaxing and playing a nice and smooth music. I was getting entranced by the soft tunes and was wondering what the music is trying to say. I could somehow integrate my own feelings with that music and the outcome was something beautiful, coming straight from my soul. The thoughts are remorseful, but real and hence precious. My feelings now free for you to read out.
Do I really have nothing to live for?
Do I even matter at all?
Who am I? What am I?
I try to escape into fantasy, away from reality.
But it's no use and realities will soon catch up.
I might as well surrender.
But I won't and I'll keep on
I'll walk by myself, with or without you.
The friends I once had are gone
Disappeared into the mists.
Except you.
Don't leave me.
Current Mood: Thoughtful
Current Music: Wont reveal the music.