Monday, April 27, 2009

One life...


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If you have one life,
Would you live it to make others happy?
Or would you rather live to make yourself happy?

If you have one life,
Does it mean having only one heart?

If you have one life,
Would you love one with all your heart?
Or would you love as many as you can.
(Pass the love around, so they say.)

If you have one life,
Would you want to take life slowly and just relax?
Or would you plan something for every minute of your one life?

If you have one life,
Would you only want to experience happiness?
Would you also want to go through pain, sadness, anger?

If you have one life,
Well, I do have one life. No duh.
What am I brooding about?

Sunday, April 19, 2009

Tormented Moment of Silence

You told me you still care.
I told you I don't feel it.

You told me you still love me.
I told you I don't feel it.

You told me everything's still the same.
I told you it feels different.

When I drift away when we fight, you don't react.
You don't tell me how you feel.
You don't even show me our emotions.
You don't have any reaction at all.
Do you still care?
Or am I turning into something that is just here?

I start drifting away.
You don't do anything.
Where is the love you say you have for me?
Where is the care you say you still feel?
You don't do anything

I drift away.
And I still don't feel anything from you.

Do you love me enough to come after me?
Or will you just let me drift away silently.....

Saturday, April 11, 2009

I Owe You No More.

You've always wanted your own life,
You've always wanted your freedom
The regrets of your mistakes.
Haunts you today.
You don't know me.
You don't know us.

You've always wondered
About your other life
The chance to the life you want.
Without me,
Without us.

You've made your decision in the past,
You gambled on freedom,
Don't want any commitment.
You left me,
You left us.

And now the final straw
To end all attachments
Our recklessness
Our emotions , disrespect
All the excuses you can use
To cut the last string loose.

Birth certificates, Old photos.
Left in a bag on our doorstep.
The last proof of any attachment.
Snipped with a blade.
We're no longer connected.
I give you your life back.
I give you your freedom.

We owe you no more.