Going down memory lane
I thought I was going insane
So I left my soul there
The brunt of my mistakes to bear
Tortured and tormented with my foolishness, it came back
To find that the new path to go on lied as a needle in a haystack
It cried its nothingness out
His hollowness which had been created by my selfishness around
My greediness felt to him like darkness forever
To find the light at the end of the tunnel,the tunnel seemed to end never
Wavering around in despair
There seemed no way out there
He tried to get up but to in vain
My ferocity fell upon him like hail
But then suddenly with great perseverance
He tried to soothe me with deep reverence
He succeeded at last
But sadly he succumbed by the torture he had
In the end he let go a long deep sigh
And bid me a good bye
For now it was my turn to cry.
Jan 29, 2013
Jan 29, 2013 at 2:51 PM UTC
Going down memory lane
I thought I was going insane
So I left my soul there
The brunt of my mistakes to bear
Tortured and tormented with my foolishness, it came back
To find that the new path to go on lied as a needle in a haystack
It cried its nothingness out
His hollowness which had been created by my selfishness around
My greediness felt to him like darkness forever
To find the light at the end of the tunnel,the tunnel seemed to end never
Wavering around in despair
There seemed no way out there
He tried to get up but to in vain
My ferocity fell upon him like hail
But then suddenly with great perseverance
He tried to soothe me with deep reverence
He succeeded at last
But sadly he succumbed by the torture he had
In the end he let go a long deep sigh
And bid me a good bye
For now it was my turn to cry.