The symbols of agony haunts me;
im vulnerably Prone to all of the alphabets
of pain n agony..
there is nothing which i owe except the label
of being betrayed,
Decieved,
abused,
abandoned
and
ignored.

Frenz r dea2support,
r dea2defend u against every critic,
r alvyz dea2listen.
dey nOE wen u r in pain,
n noe vot ur true feeln'z r.
no matter vOt u chOoz2do in ur lyf time;
tru frenz'll b ryt dea beside u.

Bundle ov sorrOws i'm holdin within my heart,
don even noe d reason of dis sadness,
don even noe how2express myself and
how2say who m i?
me so lonesome and so unaware of myself;
that part ov me sumtymz feelz lyk ashamed of being called as me!!!

Do i know u?
do u know me?
no?
but still let me show u how2smile.

What is trust??
~~trust is a feeling that a 1 year child has,when we throw him in air and catch again,
and he enjoyz it.~~

I thought it was my destiny;
but long was my way...

** iam sick of running from ma fate**

I just want to die in ur arms..

Done with the pagez,
the pen and ink.
done with the memories,
love and friendship.
done with time,
hours and seconds.
done with my self,
life and breath.

Now the crimson rain inspires me the way it never used to.
forgive me but the way his love has stabbed me is so blessing
as i really am enjoying the pain.