I thought this was the answer.
I thought that I could soar.
But.
I was wrong.
I was never there.
I realized that I was never meant to fly.
Analogy
I am but a mere human trying to fly, but in the end, I plunged to my death just like Icarus who flew too close to the Sun.
Mere mortals were never meant to fly.
Tell me, why is life so painful?
Maybe I should put life aside and wander watch it drift pass quickly?
I went out today.
I am sure everyone thought I was fine. Perhaps for a brief moment there, I too was convinced that I could be fine.
Perhaps only by death, will I find peace.
I am seriously exhausted.
I can't bear to continue this journey anymore.
I am sorry.
I just couldn't help it.
Goodbyes are painful but I haven't got any other options left.
I am bounded to isolation in a dark chamber.
I can never leave this place without bringing pain to people around me.
I am what I am and that's being Emo.
Live with it or be drowned in It.
P.s My heart belonged to you, if you don't mind it being shattered to bits.
3 comments:
Why so emo again? ):
aiyaya, cheer up :)
Mangkuk you, emo again.
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