**Misguided~Goddess**

My Twisted Life, Take A Look!
2003-12-30 03:43:27 (UTC)

Life?

Life..
What is life?
Is it just some dream we all live?
But then, why is there so much pain?

Death..
And what can death be?
Is it merely a path some take out of this dream?
Or do we live this dream only to watch it be taken away by
death, and end up back where we started?

A new begining I'd say, but no matter what, there will
always be that pain..
That endless pain some people fear and others seak.
Myself, I don't know. But on the other hand I do not fear
it. I welcome it, knowing it's always going to be there no
matter what I do nor say.

Then there's the trill of running..

Running away from the problems as many people do.
I, on the other hand, don't have the urge to run..more or
less just walking away from it all.
Sure..some people may say it's a cowardly and pathetic, but
I see it in my own perspectives.
The feeling of just to leave it all behind, not to say
goodbye. The feeling of not looking back for answers.

I'd rather let the questions chew at me.
Answers get you nowhere.
The truth is what causes the pain.

Then there's always the glass filled with the embered fiery
liquid. It may get you nowhere, but it consumes all those
depressing thoughts and assumptions on life.
Ahead, a night of restless sleep and the sickness of a new
dawn, the sickness of your thoughts and feeling rushing
back at you in an instant.

And last is the secrets..
The heart of the pain.
Those thoughts and feelings you keep inside and yeild from
coming out. The fear of what others will think, or afraid
of the answers.
This morbid darkness of memories and secrets will eat at me
for the rest of my life. Why? Because that is what I choose
is best for me. It's the path I walk until this dream of
life finally comes to an end.

The scowl on my face hidden by the smile I wear from the
few pleasant memories I have left, I fear, will not last
forever. Soon that scowl will seep through, showing the
scars of the past I find so hard to swallow, and the fact
I'm living a life that will always remain hollow and dark.

Like myself,
By myself,
Nothing to me is real anymore..

Ooooooookay...that's all folks...I wrote that 4 yrs ago
when my mother and father split up...you kinda have to live
my life to fully understand what all of that means. But I
don't care..take it as you see it..everyone has their own
opinions. I'm done for now.

|| PoOf ||

[-Krys-]




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