So..I'll start from morning
It’s nearly midnight and I don’t feel like sleeping
An ache in my heart so hard for bearing
The time had froze and so are my feelings
My soul is crying..fighting to reach the ceiling
I wanna lose my senses..all of them including hearing
Listening to the ugly truth is what I’m fearing
Staying there ..waiting for nothing is boring
I know it..There’s something beyond my conscious is falling
Is it the trust of my own raising its voice and calling
Why you’re collapsing ??..please keep holding
There’s someone somewhere needs you.. so start from morning
"the ugly truth"
ReplyDeletedon't tell me that our short chatt yesturday has anything to do with this poem
& sorry if i caused you any trouble last night
((BTW I loved your words..hated such a feeling))
Nooooooo ,, not at all wallah^^ maybe that phrase caught my attention no more ...
ReplyDeleteNada... dear you never cause me but joys and smiles when remembering how kind a cute you are...