Saturday, August 16, 2008 ; 4:49 PM {♥}
Pain Fury Irritation,
Two dolls that linked hands lay broken,
they could exist as two no more.
Bitching Slapping Backstabbing,
When friends become enemies
I wonder who might win the war.
Thunder Lightning Tornado,
Through the gap between them,
the wind was howling emptiness.
Snapping Breaking Collapsing,
What was once there
was there no more.
Soaring Flying Zooming by,
Time brushed off like sand by the wind,
revealing the secrets kept hidden within.
Crying Grieving Lamenting,
Regrets abound but whose was it?
Mine or yours, I once thought I did.
Fading facades,
both of ours.
I don't know why I only choose to show you now,
But it was since you showed me yours.
Maybe even the lies couldn't take it anymore.
How could two so glued together be pulled apart so harshly by their own will?
It takes two to clap just so you know.
Sorrow, Anguish, Regret, Guilt and uncertainty fill
Crushing us and from our hearts they overflow.
Words spoken with empty feelings
Dissapointment, I've had my fill.
Why do words mean nothing to you when they mean so much to me?
Who is feeling worse here, I wonder?
The battle horn sounded and people take sides.
I used to be on yours but I realised you were never on mine.
Did that even mean a thing to you?
You can cry but tears are not meant to be pronounced.
Hurting and hurting, I wonder is that what you're doing to me or vice versa?
Tears falling down your pretty face but across my ugly heart.
Maybe I'm the bad guy here, but then,
you were never the good guy either.
I was never meant to take everything from you. I only meant to take back my everything but you ended up with nothing all the same. You were my friend but I don't think I was yours. Don't you realise that you can only think the same as they do if you're one of them? You've stabbed her once and you'll stab her again so does that make you her friend?
How could you even think something like this of your friend? You say that to me too so I'll tell you: the moment I doubted you, you were never the same in my eyes anymore. You were never my friend since then no matter how many self-knitted lies I made to cover-up your ugly truth.
Sometimes, people just have enough of all this. That's what it is now. I've had enough.
Labels: diary, sentimentals
Yours sincerely, MS. JINGS {♥}
