They knew not her pain,
She yearned with screams in vain,
Her voice nearly broke,
With every word which she spoke.
I felt her tears hit the floor,
Such thoughts which flew out her door.
Speaking with such influence,
They threw her off with ignorance.
Cry not no more,
For your pain takes a detour.
Leaving them all behind,
In search of her new life undefined.
This one’s gotta be good, it will get better I thought to myself as I sat and read my book. Rejection can only do good for me. Gives me time to myself. Self improvement, I shall call it.
So let’s get started. What can I do to better myself. Setting goals and deadlines. Hmm, I lack the intellectual outlay of further education, so must do some research on that, what about getting a new book shelf and also a couple of new clothes should do the trick.
Wait, this is supposed to be about me and not material things. Let’s see. What about personality development? Or a dash of creativity? Maybe a couple of musical notes to go with that.
How about singing and tapping around. That can definitely brighten the day. Could be a good run in the morning to get a jump on the day! I know that will surely get me going. Yes! Yes! I am finally feeling better about the future!
Hmm, when should I start? Tomorrow? Morning. 6:00 am.
Zap! Right on! I got all this sorted out. It’s time to hit the hay. Phew, I am exhausted. A good 6 hours…3 hours of sleep…should do, I guess… Anyway, lights out.
And I wouldn’t have guessed, surely enough tomorrow never came and today was always gone. The only company I had was those cold thoughts. Biting into my conscience.
Every night I planned out my day but never actually got any work done.
The same old fork in the road,
It’s time for the glue to erode.
Our friendship taking it’s toll,
We cannot just let it roll.
It’s time for us to part,
On paths making our own art.
Destinations differential,
Our choices substantial.
It’s time for greater odes be written,
And small dreams be smitten.
Hard work through the night,
Making these days worth the fight.
It’s time you read this today,
And look back and say.
Worth it, may it be,
Hardwork and not happiness is the key.
This is where I go left and you go right,
On that picture, our grip becomes tight.
We’ll meet again on this crazy ride,
But for now it’s this great divide.
It seemed like I wanted to,
Get to know a bit of you,
Take a dip in your mind,
And see what I find.
We got along so far,
It was love so incredible,
Now we are at war,
Our hearts aren’t inseparable.
I got no answers for you,
And that I want you still,
Like I always think that I will,
But I’ve got no answers for you.
Where do we go from here?
I couldn’t make a move,
Was looking for that right groove.
Playing with my mind,
Surely ain’t help me find.
I know it can only make me strong,
Doing anything right now ain’t wrong.
I can feel it so near,
Maybe it’s right here.
Listen to the heart,
Hitting home like a dart.
Come on, come on, I won’t be too long,
Get in on that song.
Where do we go from here?
Let’s just get to the end,
Where our lives blend.
Unlike right now, right here,
Life seems so ‘Oh dear’.
Can we just be intertwined?
Wine beside the bed we dined?
That lustful fear.
Always seems so near.
Our dream achieved.
Near perfection believed.
Success so shear.
Lifes motions stuck in a gear.
Here I am today,
Mind so far out from the bay,
Tossing and turning in this sea,
These thoughts aren’t clear as can be.
I wished and wished,
That my tale has a twist,
I want it to be okay,
Hoping she’s here to stay.
Need I tell you more,
As the waves run ashore,
I can’t handle a cloud of dust,
She will always be the first.
Stop living in that shell of yours,
Where you make it out to be controlled by other people.
Look at all the possibilities of self discipline,
Aren’t they in abundance.
You need to do your own thing,
Only then will you sustain yourself.
Money isn’t everything and,
Happiness is always found within you.
I want her to know,
That I have feelings for her.
That we can be together again.
If only I can say what I feel,
Without ever holding back.
Without ever causing pain.
We can work things out.
And if it’s meant to be,
I will fight for it.
Let us unite,
Not quit.
Despite our unspoken words.
I told myself, I need to want it bad enough to begin.
The truth is, I had to begin to want it bad enough.
It has been three months now and it’s just the beginning.
I loved him as a brother,
I loved him as a friend,
He was practically family,
I hope this bond never ends.
