♥ Asphyxiated Love

:: [%] Pebbles In Oceans [%] ::

It's been quite some time but the feeling here is danm wrong.
It's just not right. I've been in misery and you are in it too.
I know I'm in the wrong and so please forgive my weakness.
A thousand questions, all running through my mind.
It's not a question of why? or how?
It's just those of the un-answer-able.
Those that are pointing out to my weakness.
I may look tough. That's crap. I was and never is tough.
To others I may seem inhuman.
Yes, the one killing others deep down inside, that's me.
Did I ever cared? Did I even noticed them?
No, I never did. They're all just tiny fries. I've said it; tiny.
By seeing me go through this makes me more human in their eyes.
This let them see that I'm a normal human being with feelings who is subjected to pain and bruises as well.
A normal human who is fragile...brittle...shatterable.
The message they're trying to convey; Karma exists.
If you think I deserves punishment for ignoring you, why don't you give me a good slap?
I could always offer you my other cheek.
What I suggest is for you to first justify your acts.
You wanna play pretence?

LETS PLAY PRETENCE

More than anything,
Monday, August 14, 2006.