SONG : LEARNING TO LOVE LIFE
SONG : LEARNING TO LOVE LIFE
WRITTEN : 23 JAN 2012 1.40AM
Iam broken more than I was shattered ;Iam shattered more than I was scattered ; Iam scattered more than that I was deserted
I lose even after a sincere trying .I'm always left crying and often dying.I started lying to myself but its no longer buying that thought
I fight with all my might ,only to prove that I'm a speck of nothing in a clearer sight
Why am I being deceived ?What am I living for? I see no unconditional love.I dont see a receptor for mine as well
I drag on with a clenched fist , a gesture of my belief in me .an example of how ting my odds of survival are .... Yes! the exact size of my heart. Thats the reason , and thats the amount of kyrptonitic hope that comes out of shackles
I'm blunted with all the never stopping ,hurtful stressors that persevere in their job of ripping me in to half
I think of fleeing away , just like that and even even a simpler way ,just to end my life
But ,Why would I stop? I came to that point , just a micro-nano meter close to ending this ,holocaust
I stop ,hold on ,wait to look ahead of that moment.
Then I thought "It would just avoid the situation but may never be able to see thee actual gift or the other side of the mountain after the uphill battle victory"
I prevented the "cutting it away " part just with a lonely stubborn hope of finding a light that would glow more than a fresh silver and brighter with a golden glare , more than a mid day sun
I convert my anguish and disappointment in to jotted lines of self realisation and here I am
,still floating along the mid way ,hoping all the misery would soon end into a success story
I'm learning to love life I'm still hoping
WRITTEN : 23 JAN 2012 1.40AM
Iam broken more than I was shattered ;Iam shattered more than I was scattered ; Iam scattered more than that I was deserted
I lose even after a sincere trying .I'm always left crying and often dying.I started lying to myself but its no longer buying that thought
I fight with all my might ,only to prove that I'm a speck of nothing in a clearer sight
Why am I being deceived ?What am I living for? I see no unconditional love.I dont see a receptor for mine as well
I drag on with a clenched fist , a gesture of my belief in me .an example of how ting my odds of survival are .... Yes! the exact size of my heart. Thats the reason , and thats the amount of kyrptonitic hope that comes out of shackles
I'm blunted with all the never stopping ,hurtful stressors that persevere in their job of ripping me in to half
I think of fleeing away , just like that and even even a simpler way ,just to end my life
But ,Why would I stop? I came to that point , just a micro-nano meter close to ending this ,holocaust
I stop ,hold on ,wait to look ahead of that moment.
Then I thought "It would just avoid the situation but may never be able to see thee actual gift or the other side of the mountain after the uphill battle victory"
I prevented the "cutting it away " part just with a lonely stubborn hope of finding a light that would glow more than a fresh silver and brighter with a golden glare , more than a mid day sun
I convert my anguish and disappointment in to jotted lines of self realisation and here I am
,still floating along the mid way ,hoping all the misery would soon end into a success story
I'm learning to love life I'm still hoping

Comments
Post a Comment