Conversation with Life

To be completely honest, you must release these emotions,

They will hurt you.
Your mind is confused. Boggled are emotions.
A prisoner of the mind

“… I have no one to talk to.
No One wants me.
I betrayed them all, without their knowing.
I gave up…”



Why? We can lie until we believe.

It all catches up. Why do we lie to ourselves?

“My hurt is from other peoples’ insecurities,
They create a jail, a solitary cage.
I try to please others and all I receive in turn is a slap in the face.
I have finally become overwhelmed with the desire to reflect off other peoples’ “Poisons”.
What I am implying is simple.
People reflect inner poison.
Their unhappiness in life, hatred, jealousy, the intention of causing pain.
Well, for once I want to vent off the frustration of smiling at someone, when behind the facade is the cruelest intentions.


You dream of running,

To a strange parallel land,
not hated, not loved, Unknown.

“If only I had the courage,”



Someday You will.

I only wish you love, happiness, fellowship…not alone
Not alone

“I have been hurt, and regard people as puppets,each marionette being controlled by the others hand.
The strings being tangled in a web. And the web is full of poison.”
“Sometimes, I become so sad.
Just hearing soft words,
or now and then hearing a sweet melody.
I feel like my life is not complete.”


Come,

let me sing that sweet melody,
a melancholy tune
I can do that