Thursday, January 26, 2012

I didn't mind then

I didn't mind then, to think of all what you needed me to think of,, in order to justify your ego. I said them over and over, loud as you demanded, with no regrets, with no doubts of your twisted desire, something disappeared within me every time I bowed, something faded with time, I didn't notice that, I never cared for myself enough in order to do that, and that wasn't good for you, you had to take it all, taking away my soul wasn't that good, you had to break every attempt of me to re-build myself after what you broke, you did broke everything, and left peacefully. then I lived very much alone, with my bittered memories chasing me everyplace I go, I heard you in every song, even songs I know now they didn't fit then at all, I read you in every sentence in every story, your name rhymed every poem , I saw your look In every movie , I thought I had seen you in every street, I thought you were every passer-by. You were chasing me, In matter how hard I wanted to let go, you didn't make it easy. Dreams were much worse, to finally let go your mind to think of whatever he wants, can be very much devastating,dangerous. I yelled at shadows at night, I was like crazy with the whole world he lives in , I had a whole world too, it was your memories, I cried ,and cried, days upon days. months passed now. I think I do mind now, to see you , to remember that you were a part of my life awhile ago, I don't remember you, I only remember the bitterness you made me get through, I linked you with all the scars in my life, now you are everything that don't fit, that just don't fit .

Wednesday, January 25, 2012

Couldn't reach a beautiful title

You know when you read something, and it seems to rock your world, as if someone somewhere has looked at you, and in a single moment figured you out, and touched you to the deepest fibers of your being? That is what this is. With a little bit of faith, and an open mind you fill find time after time that every post really was written just for you. There is wisdom and an understanding in these posts that go beyond what you usually find in any form, and there is strength to be borrowed when you need it most. I have never found anything else like this and it is well worth sharing. Via Iwrotethisforyou!

Pure!

At night, when you are lying on your bed, just before you lose that link to reality, after you bothered yourself thinking of all your worries, about every shattered hope, your guilts, every undiminished mission you were not able to accomplish during the whole day, after all of that, you kinda reach that pure moment when you think that everything makes sense, every person you met, every word was said, made sense, all the random parts of the random articles and books you read , rearranged and found their place in your mind, in your soul, every situation you were put in, led you straight to a feeling that you could have never lived without.
Everything in your day made sense,and so did the awkwardness! you then think that you a part of something bigger, something huge, that your existence has to mean something, it is one moment, one pure moment that lasts more than it seems to be. then you close your eyes , seeking for inner peace, that peace you were not able to achieve during the day, 8 hours before you open them again, before the pain manifests, before you re-obtain the link to reality, to worries, to guilts, again. and you can't wait to re-lose the link, again and again.