The life I left has come back to remind me why I had to move on. Giving up all I believed in and all I thought was real. Bound to an unending state of guilt that should never exist. Haunted by the undying pain of a thousand betrayals that visit me in my slumber. Hearing cries that beckon me to remember when all I want to do is forget. To forget the pain of the past, to forget the scars of the present and to avoid the undesirable cycle of the disillusioned future. Living in the here and now has never been as difficult as it is at present. Where your heart is empty and your soul is bare. Where all I want is to do is curl-up and rock myself to sleep in the hope that the nightmares will not come to visit me today. Where my quest for happiness is perpetually blocked by speculation and accusations. Where a fair chance is hardly an option or a luxury.
Posted by yabs on October 20, 2007 at 03:19 PM | 1 Feedback

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Comment posted on October 20th, 2007 at 05:40 PM
floating from here to there going nowhere.

laughing, not remembering, can't i stay

intoxicated forever?
is there really a need to wake up the next day

and realize that nothing was ever ok.
gotta smile and let everybody believe i'm me,

even when i just want to break down and cry
it's killing me trying
couldn't it be as easy as one two three to go

back to the way things used to be
i guess not...i did something monumentally bad
was it really me? was it just you? or was it

never meant to be?
everybody gave what they could, it was never

really enough was it?
here we are again,but there's something

different about the way it is today
today's not surreal, it's real...

so i heard you're taking a chance
moving on to step two
i know you well enough to say
that you're putting everything away
time's up for me
i have to let you be,
so i'm giving up this fight..
if you ever find the time
take a step back and see
i'll be here all the way
just as i always used to be
if you don't find me
don't be fooled by what you're eyes won't let you see
though you may never really know
though you may never really feel
i'll be there
listen hard for the sound far away
that will have been a clap from me
i always have been and
always will be you're greatest fan
because it will always be worth 2 pesos for me