The Truth (Part - 4)

by You Can Speak But I Can Rhyme   Oct 27, 2010


The day breaks
the war begins,
a set of skills in my arsenal;
this place is nothing less
than my worst horrors...
I read every damned soul i come across,
pain, defeat, loss,
tears, agony, dead wishes,
desires, lost hope...
Everything bad, nothing good;

am i supposed to help?
Or am i supposed to just watch?
I still haven't recovered completely,
your loss was too much to bear,
with whom my heart is gonna find pleasure if shared?
It'll still look for you,
the same old comfort,
the same love,
the same smile,
the same life,
the same touch,
but it's all gone and i know i gotta move on;
it's not easy; this is so hard to do,
every step i take burns with pain,
with my deepest agony;
my desires to still want you with me,
why me? I cry...
Why it has to be me? I wonder...
Why this insanity? I screamed...
Why this pain? please stop coz i plead!

Questions;
some questions have no answers,
some things are just left it has to be;
some times you have to let it go;
some things you shoudn't think about it no more;

it's a sad life;
everyone's got one,
nothing is meant to be,
nothing ever was,
it was just a play;
a game we always fall to prey;
a test or a wake up call...
From nonetheless;

destiny...
Awaits and watches,
every moment every day...

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