Saturday, January 03, 2009

This is torture beyond measure
Who revels in this with pleasure?
The pain you can't describe
But where does it hurt?
How does it hurt?
It's abnormal pain
That you can't see
But drives you insane.

I can't let go
I can't let go
I can still hope
Hopelessly in vain

I've seen it
I've heard it
I've felt it
In front of my eyes.

How someone can love and tear your heart at once
Is this what love is today?
No one knows what love is
No one knows
Love for people
Between people
Does not exist;
That which we pretend
Is not its true meaning

I can't let go
leave
escape
So I sit
sigh
regret

I torture myself
to push myself beyond the limit
Over the edge
The edge of darkness
Hollowness
Where there is nothing
No feelings
No pain
Darkness in death
or insanity?
Either way it's there,
not here.

4 Comments:

Blogger arshaddossa said...

thinking of becoming Casper again?

3/1/09 7:51 AM  
Blogger Nadia Dossa said...

HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!LOL! No it's nothing like that. A different kind of death. Death of the soul. It's death or insanity - catch 22 hey hehe

4/1/09 10:13 AM  
Blogger Sohail said...

Don't you wish you were like so many people in the world: stupid and happy!

They don't think so hard, and they don't know better, and they're always happy. And always stupidly happy - even in the face of everything going wrong :)

I think we should all have a day proclaimed as the stupid happy day, where we consciously become stupid for the day and remain in a state of perpetual (for 24 hrs anyway) happiness.

OR, I should go to sleep now!

6/1/09 3:23 AM  
Blogger Nadia Dossa said...

shit yeah! I agree with you!! So many times I wish I could think less and just have a stupid smile on my face lol. But then again, all the thinking makes you a deeper person. But it might seem easier to be shallow. Ok - a happy stupid day - but for one day only!

16/1/09 8:16 PM  

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