Saturday, February 23, 2008

♥ A State of Mind. Really?

I sense Depression slowly creeping,

Taking hold of my emotions;

my feelings, my judgement, my behaviour,

I sense a tug to my soul,

towards a downward spiral into nothingness,

I sense a blurred eye beyond paradise,

but I feel no light nor the warmth it emits,

'Why are we here?' Why not?

But we know how it all ends,

Make the best out of it you say,

'Why do we bother?' Why not?

I put all strength to lift the corners,

Is the fascade worth the trouble?

What's worse? That it is the norm,

The essence is lost, the cause mislead,

the purpose became none but one,

To survive.

And even if that is not to be,

The world spins, it's rock follows,

We still are, I still am,

Until the sands had none more to shed.

♥ When you think of perfection, I hope you think of me.
2/23/2008 02:13:00 PM