We come in pieces
Not knowing our own capabilities
Until that night
We just connected to work things out
And yeah we did it!
Somehow we nailed it beautifully
I'm gonna miss this
The experience is priceless
I cried again there's no utter reason but I did anyways. it's scary to know the fact that at the end of the day you have to face it all alone no turning back just you and destiny. that ghost that I fear of it's not lurking outside it lies within what's scarier is that I never do realise until it consumes me. I contemplate for the things I've done wrong because time is always enemy unless I've got a time machine nothing else changes and things were permanent. I despise this feeling of not knowing you see, I'm never good enough probably because I should have never did I fit in the context because again, fear. I am in my shell making it indestructible but I know I will be needing some sort of space filled in can't say how much just sufficient to help me through. Oh how selfish must I have been to actually think of nothing but me, myself and I the world is not only me life is everything around you and I guess ther...
Here comes the rush Oh snap, I did it I've done it Not sure of this gut feeling Should I trust it? Or let it tells them That constellation Showed the path And now I have found My way, direction I should take a leap, no? Yeah I think the same too.
Independent? Serenity? Accountability? Isolation? Bizarre? Blimey, I'm at loss of words I'm not so sure anymore It's so peculiar finding yourself questioning all over again you own purpose Maybe I'm one year older now honestly I'm still as confused as I was I'm disappointed For I have not found what I'm searching for Looking for answers Sometimes I stumbled upon some things Things that move this cold heart Coincidentally taught me something else Even when I cannot fathom these thoughts mostly Again Maybe these pair of eyes got blinded Chasing after temporary beauty No matter, things fade eventually Or so I might think of it I swear, never have I ever felt this Shivering like the cold leaf Groping for every hold I can get I know of my capabilities This time I feel Vulnerable? Immortal? Attached? Feeble? Committed? Blimey, I'm at loss of words
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