I'm strong by your side, and you are by another. Distressed I am to the thoughts of thy's will. Clambering around the idea of being one, i feel like a stringed puppet left in abeyance. Sleepless nights and gloomy days, and i still trust time shall heal.
This wasn't me, when I hadn't met you.
This wasn't me when I hadn't sought for you.
Encumbered by uneventful actions, I'm troubled though I should matter you. Your life was never entwined by mine, and you never asked me to do so. But when facts lay open, when jealousy reckons, when the fight against yourself begins, its just too hard to seek for merry. I know not of what i scribble, expressions aren't of a dribble. I'm lost, I don't wanna be.
I know not why I feel so troubled, perhaps I don't want to know why why!
Ego strikes hard when it strikes bad, and cigarettes don't help a depressed mind!
I shall not think of you for a while, for that will relieve me of the unworthy distress.
Thursday, June 22, 2006
Whines of a troubled mind
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2 comments:
hey nice one....thats a strong vocabulary you have there....
there appears to be something wrong with the indentation ..( blogger sucks i know ) ...its not clear if u intended this to be prose/poetry.
hey thanks, wudn't blame blogger for that. It was a mind drop, am on a slightly low patch. Getting stronger by the minute.
Will pick on better topix as soon as i'm out of it!
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