Mariska Hargitay

Monday, June 4, 2007

The Moon is sick

I am keeping to myself.
Keeping to myself only.
No life.
An empty heart.
An empty feeling.
Dun bother,no use coming to me.
I will keep quiet.
This time,i know how it feels to be lonely.
No one is there.
I dun think i am ready.
Is left there in my mind,
never go.
Is just stuck there.
Got me thinking the whole day.
Its fine.
Trouble comes,
but never go away.
I dun need anybody.
Dun need at all.
Carry on.
No use meeting you.
Cos in the end of the,
I will ruin it.
So sick of everything.
Need a break.
Think it gonna be a long one.
Think,think,think.
I dun know I will be become in the near future.
Gonna be a useless brag.
Jealousy,fuck you.
Get out.
I dun want it.
Fuck it.
Hate it so much.
Does it have to be pain.
Release me from this suffering.
Gotta take a break.
Too tired,too tired.
I am in a world of my own.
Nobody can help me.
Im dead to the world.
Nothing nice,
nothing beautiful.
Everything is rotten shit.
I just wanna live.
But no,it cannot be.
Stupid.
Get out.
I want to break free.
I need you,but I cant.
Keep quiet.
Silence.
Silence.
Jealousy,youre the cause of this.
100% negative.
Stop coming between us,
please.
Fuck off.
Im blind.
I cant heed anyone advice.
No use,no use.
Yes,yes.
Jealousy conquer me.
I cant beat it.
Cant start afresh yet.
Cant.
Bad things can happen again.
Bad stuffs.
I am stuck here.
Get me out of this.
Trying,trying.
Focus,focus.
Dun know what to do.
Everyday is the same shade of grey.
The same thing repeats all over again.
Dead end.
No,it cant be.
My friends,thank you so much.
Trying to heed your advice.
Trying to accept your words of comfort.
Gotta be treated one of a kind.
Use my mind.
Use it.
Be good or bad?
Good.
Bad.
No,i am dead.
Keep quiet.
Be Silence...
Wheres the love?
Fading.
Still have love for me?
Everyday,
is all about you.
Love you so much.
So much.
So much.
Can I be treated?
I am going nuts.
Crazy.
Reall crazy.
No one can help me.
Someone.
Help me.
No,help myself.
I am seeing REDS.
RED.
Becoming BLACK.
Cant control.
Its game.
Dun want to lose her.
Too afraid she would.
Goodbye.
Theres no GOD here.
Silence.
I need a BREAK.

posted at 11:19 PM by Ammar | Permalink |

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