My tears also know no where to go…they stay confused…dazed…shocked.Give my reasons back…now
The planes, walks and memories haunt me
They say I am okay…I say I am okay
Truth remains detached
My truths, my lies, my skies and my spaces
I have logic embedded in me but that takes me nowhere
I remain…there.
Voids are replaced with memories...i cling on them...but then
Time has no explanation. It just relaxes and smirks
Talk to me…
I will wait…till then…I remain to get cheated, fooled and lied again.
In the end…it doesn’t really matter!
2 comments:
finally.... i was always wondering what had happened after woodcutter chopped him.....u kept waiting to let us know what had happned.... 'a realisation' can be my assumption of the circumstance!!
you know what bebeh... there are 2 ways to deal with life as i have learnt it... go with the flood or cut your veins... i like to cut my veins... Things really don't matter... but one really doesn't need to wait for time... time is just the fourth dimension there are so many options and possibilities... and the best part is, we have been given the choice to choose from these possibilities... the question is... do we know our possibilities? do we know where does the rabbit hole start or end?? when we do get there do we know our choices??? we are so stuck up in this world that the only possibilities visible are the possiblities of constraint, possibilities born out of the very circumstance that we put ourselves into... think about it...
lotsa love
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