Wednesday, August 26, 2009

The only season left in my world is the never ending winter, and the spring that did not come

Its always the rows we had that complicated things. They weren't even proper rows. Just harsh words that mean nothing to her. But to me. I wasn't even suppose to be involved. And I don't even know how the fuck did I get involved. It's so damn irritating sometimes. I hate it. Its always her. Everything petty little thing is taken to consideration. And then when she's not happy, she blows. Control your damn emotions. Because this is one life I cannot take.

I am trying to live with it everyday.
So stop pushing me.

The song emanates from within creates
an anguish way of everything
And words become incomprehensible
Strewn about
they turn into nothingness

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