imprisoned
20.9.05

i feel like my world is spiralling out of control
you are driving me insane each passing day
time is passing me by and yet i am stuck at one place
imprisoned by this memory of you
i cannot escape neither can i run away
my hands and feet are shackled
my mind is desperately focused in oblivion
oh when can i be freed from this suffering
how will these shackles fall down and render me free
the irony is that i myself have the key



folly


if i were to make sense of my train of irrational thoughts
they will be devoid of any humor, understanding, sanity
for what man could explain the unpredictability of one's emotions
what explanation could be rendered to the irregularities of feelings
to this reason alone i seek to conceal and own my say to things
for i cannot, to the very least make another be agreeable
this folly, madness, craziness, or whatever they might call it
is my own doing, mere end to the deliberate means

Me
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Stop. This is me.

Likes
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my special place. my personal space. where i can be myself, no holds barred.

Places To Go
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daily snippets of life

Many Thanks
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Precious Words
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