It doesn't really matter you know. How worse can you push worse to get? I know you secretly make your way here to know what's on my mind; I am just a bit surprised, you should have already known. Will you make my life more miserable now than what I already suffer just to see you? Remember I ony pity you, I take my anger to people who convince me that there's still hope. I may not look into your mocking eyes, but I know you wonder. I forgive you before you even dream of it in the darkest hour of your sleep. It doesn't really matter to me, I just don't care as much as you do.
posted by jairaj at Thursday, November 09, 2006
13 Comments:
Thaz was neatly written. A lost love in search of passion and affection.. thaz wat I see.
hmmm...hate, anger...languages i once spoke.
you know your periodic bouts of depression and angst make me wanna slap you. then i remember the kid loves dylan, he'll be fine soon. he's probably angry because the universe keeps giving him reasons to be happy when he just don't wanna be! like the grinch. soon, soon the sun will shine. but yeah i can relate to your feeling, for all my dum-de-dum-de-la-la-ness mine's a nicely veiled cynicism.
its already there on my blog. i thought i should post it here too. i don't know if that's the done thing or not, i am doing it because i feel i could:
Metastasis
It began as heartburn
but travelled
at the speed of thought
and spread.
The brain was soon
infected.
The hate then entered
my lungs
I was breathing it
Next, it ran in my blood
every vessel, tissue, nerve,
cell got involved.
And before I could die
My soul was infected.
Nov 9, 04
Priya: Thank you.
Mizfit: I'm sure you still do, you're just a bit calm now.
In Exile: Come to think of it just does somwhat. :)
Hobo: Ha ha ha, I do deserve a slap ya know. ya the kid is a bit weird but he'll do okay. Thanks.
Office Poet: It is a done thing. It is a done thing. At lest it is now. Thanks man.
dude did you go to Mayo by any chance?
White Light: Would you kick my ass if I said that I did? 2004 batch.
awesome man. i passed out in 1998.
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Wow ure bitter and angry.
But very beautifully so.
stopped by to thank you for visiting my blog. Read yours and loved it. Very nice indeed. And I'll be back for more :)
cheer up, young jerry.
come to haze tonight to listen to lou majaw doing dylan covers. come, no? good fun will happen. :)
Feeling forty again? only makes me think how young you really are :)
It was nicely put, now cheer up.
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