Monday, July 12, 2010

Routine

the heavy rains outside
have flooded into the rooms
the heavy tears inside
have creped through the doors of heart

i sit beside myself
and share the pain with myself
both me and myself feel lonely
both feel helpless

every morning i get up
i realize how much my body pains
how much my mind pains
how much my heart pains
how much the soul pain
They call out to me,
crying for help
And i like a destitute father,
watching his hungry kids weep,
i bear with howls

every morning i look in the mirror
i assure those sad eyes
to bear with one day more
to hide your feelings
for they might be played with
like a toy in hand of an ignorant baby

i pull those lips
and make them look like a smile
to create a tower of hope
what has crumpled into pile

i walk into light
when i am falling into darkness
i sit in cold room
when i shiver inside
i laugh , i make people laugh,
for i want to see them smile
else i would see myself in them

a few people like me
a few pretend they like me
a few dislike me
a few pretend they dislike me

It is scary when u feel lonely in the an empty desert
But it is painful when u feel completely alone, surrounded by everybody

you will feel sad when u found nobody loves you
but when you hate yourself, there is no love that can save you

Yet there is something i need
for i wake up everyday
i pull myself together
i lie to myself, hoping it would hope against all hope

the rain has stopped
i think i will walk
yet i know that clouds in mind
will keep on floating away

so everyday
I move in front of mirror
to put on a mask
to go through the routine once again
and walk over my pain

3 comments:

  1. very well written.
    Just don't make the mistake of assuming you're the only one feeling this way.
    Anyways, "it is no measure of health being well-adjusted to a profoundly sick society" - so hey, we're on pretty good ground ;)

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  2. http://www.dbooth.org/guat2000/small/teresa.htm

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  3. let the pain be not in the wearing of the mask.
    for the mask is what all wish to see.
    whats yours is best nurtured and cared
    wen within the heart you let it be...

    keep writing..and look forward...

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