Friday, January 05, 2007

arbitapa series: its like.......

its like hanging on a bed of burning coal, with nothing else to hold on but a
sharp sword. thoughts are there flashing in the mind but its too painful to even
think about then twice.

its like jumping from the highest point and just before touching the ground a
realization that maybe you should have told. maybe you shouldn't have.....maybe
it was all a mistake or maybe it was all just another illusion. maybe it wasn't
meant to be.

its like running away, away from all the confusion, and finding oneself deserted
in an endless world. every eye is staring at you, but the stare gives sympathy
and nothing else. but is it sympathy you were looking for. never........

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