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Life has lost its excitement somehow... It's slowed down to a boring and mundane drone... I'm still searching.. For what? A lot of things..
Whoever you are, wherever you may be...
I'm searching for you to complete me...
I believed in a hope once upon a time...
A hope I held fast and dear to...
A dream I once longed for,
became a reality I lived for..
It was all too good to be true,
Magical, beautiful and passionate.
Yet, like all dreams,
It was time to wake up and face reality.
To crawl out of bed and look out the window,
to accept whatever was to come.
I still believe in that hope,
that one day, someday, it will happen.
Until that day happens,
I shall continue to battle my demons.
Be it something or someone that gives meaning to my life, it doesn't matter. What matters now is what I want.. From myself, from the people around me, from my commitments...
This facade I'm putting on display is wearing me down. I'm exhausted, I'm tired yet in some strange surreal way, I'm happy and contented. Being stuck in a vacuum need not be a bad thing, at least its a constant.. It's safe, it's predictable but damn, its cowardly...
I'm rambling again... And talking about nothing... It's oxymoronic... It's a parody... It's absurd... It's... something...
Life has lost its excitement somehow... It's slowed down to a boring and mundane drone... I'm still searching.. For what? A lot of things..
Whoever you are, wherever you may be...
I'm searching for you to complete me...
I believed in a hope once upon a time...
A hope I held fast and dear to...
A dream I once longed for,
became a reality I lived for..
It was all too good to be true,
Magical, beautiful and passionate.
Yet, like all dreams,
It was time to wake up and face reality.
To crawl out of bed and look out the window,
to accept whatever was to come.
I still believe in that hope,
that one day, someday, it will happen.
Until that day happens,
I shall continue to battle my demons.
Be it something or someone that gives meaning to my life, it doesn't matter. What matters now is what I want.. From myself, from the people around me, from my commitments...
This facade I'm putting on display is wearing me down. I'm exhausted, I'm tired yet in some strange surreal way, I'm happy and contented. Being stuck in a vacuum need not be a bad thing, at least its a constant.. It's safe, it's predictable but damn, its cowardly...
I'm rambling again... And talking about nothing... It's oxymoronic... It's a parody... It's absurd... It's... something...

2 Comments:
It's just something that we always feel some of the time, but yet somehow we will always find a way and just keep moving on. Rambling as it may be, but it is what you truly feel that's important. Regardless of so, that's what friends are for, no? =)
yeah... indeed they are... thanks... :)
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