The room is dark, the night is cold,
Iam all alone, but sleep refuses to come,
My head hurts,I don't want to think,
But the voices in my head, they refuse to stop,
The clock ticks away, but time stands still,
The sun refuses, to show its face early this day,
Everything is quite, until I hear a sound,
Its the sound of laughter,a woman's voice,
For some insane reason,which I cannot fathom,
It cuts right through my heart,
Am I being foolish , or childish even,
Am i being too demanding or expecting still,
People are different, but isn't love supposed to unite them,
How can we feel so differently then,
This pain is unbearable, is it really worth it,
Wasn't it all much better, with me alone still,
It is with these thoughts, that I lie in bed,
Waiting for morning to come,
I hope it brings peace and solace to me,
I hope I find my answer soon, before I waste away completely.
Feb 17, 2007
He was there by her side, when the sky was dark,
To lend her a shoulder, and to listen to her talk,
To wipe away her tears and try to make her smile,
To take away the pain and ease away the fears,
Along the way, he gave his all to her,
His heart and soul, now belonged to her,
When she left him, he felt he had lost it all,
Did those times matter, or was he foolish to have ever thought so at all,
The pain was too much, was it really worth it,
But he knew that he wouldn't forget it,even if she had,
He would still be here, waiting when she got back,
B'cos what he felt was true, even if she was unsure,
And some time would come, when he wouldn't be there,
Maybe then she would realise, the pain he now felt,
But he did not want her to ever suffer like this,
He would rather bleed, and let her live,
He would take times like these, if it meant that she would smile,
He would be always there, he would always care,
B'cos he really loved her, or did she forget.
True love, in this world,'tis difficult to find
But being alone, can be harder still,
Having some another, it sure eases the pain,
But is it something everlasting, or fleeting still,
Desperate as we are, do we grasp at strands,
Do we delude ourselves, or settle for less,
How long can one give and give,
How long can one not expect anything in return,
We are all humans still,
All with follies and weaknesses still,
We try to be perfect,we drink the pain,
But is that really true love,
How long can one go on like this,
How long can one wait for reciprocation,
Its not about right or wrong, reasons or time,
Love is not rational,to be solved by logic by us.