P.P #59

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*FATE*


"What's wrong with wanting something for yourself?

Will it be found at some point,

Who saw how many days of life were left?

Two moments are enough to live ...

I know there is a big loss in this deal;

Yet listen to the heart because it seeks,

My destiny is written, perhaps false consolations.

That is why even today my soul is empty!

Desiring for a one healthy relationship wasn't much to ask,

In the cell where you were breaking apart!

I risk it all for one although I know it's a little insane,

To play like this with your own fate...

I'm overstepping the boundaries,

Just to let go every bit of fear left in me,

I've lost myself long ago in this hideous journey we call life,

Now It's time for me to take action against all the odds of my life,

My fate is sealed by the hands of passing time,

The little sanity I had is slipping through my palms...

I'm loosing myself bit by bit but I know,

Anyone who care will probably won't let me go!

It's foolish of me to think like that,

To let people ruin me utterly for their selfish motives,

I let them use me and then didn't complain when they tossed me aside,

Like a piece of unwanted junk to give it a second glance,

What I was in the beginning when I had started to dream big!

Now I am nothing but a hollow being....

Let them get their pleasures out from your barren soul,

Because some things never get old!"

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