01 March, 2010

Emptiness

Just a hollow feeling
My mask on the seat next to mine
worn out, beaten and battered
it had come to an end;
Just as smoothly as it started
the end was a quick one,
no nonsense, no stupid climax
the curtain came down in one swift motion;
standing tall amidst broken lives
no one cares if you stay back
to pick up the pieces
or make a run to the nearest exit;
full of anger and full of fear,
wanting to wreck the peace
my mind is seeking,i gradually lost it all;
running away from death
and escaping from the mind games,
seeking refuge from the stormi rushed headlong into life;
searching for a place to hide,
watching people trade money for love,
I shall begin to fill the emptiness that surrounds me
with the pieces of my broken heart..

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