merry wish
I wish there was a way to scream
to let out
all what I have had to keep in me for years
it feels like choking
I am choking
my words, my memories, my concious
won't let me breathe
a few cubic cm.s of air
I wish I could let go of them
at least be heard; or read
but even Santa Claus dares not grant such a wish
the wish will cerainely be tracked
then who will take care of all those children
looking forward to chrismas joy
so let it be sealed
forevermore
it might be allowed in the dead world
to tell the truth
posted by Einhornin @ 12:12 AM
5 Comments:
Noone can promise the truth. As in my eyes truth is an illusion of a better lie. but i a scream will come when it's time for it to be. Yeah there're ways for a scream but are there for truth?
well obviously we see it differently my dearest friend, which does not amaze me at all.
Me neither!
سلام آیدا جونم! میبینی رسم یلدا بازی تو بلاگستان راه افتاده؟؟ منم تو رو دعوت کردم. یه سر به بلاگم بزنی کارت دعوتت رو میبینی
سلام عزیز سفر کرده که صد قافله دل همره توست!!!
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