|Edvard Munch's Separation|
( And for anyone who is thinking that something is terribly wrong with me or i'm some lonesome broken heart, that is just not the case! *smiling broadly*)
THOSE BLACK, STARK BLACK EYES......
I try to be normal,
But your incomplete eyes
Thrust me back,
And push me into the pool of doom,
drenching me into numbness...
The eyes that once sparkled with life
and promised me a lending hand,
Have suddenly turned dark and blank!
And all I do is just stare and stare at them...
But even those stares scare me,
for I fear of losing myself,
or I secretly fear,
the dark secrets they might reveal.
Am I repenting my past?
Or am I whining over today??
My head whirls with questions to questions
which are met with pitch black silence.
No, I don’t regret yesterday,
B'coz it gave me a whole new experience.
But I do whine today,
Wishing that yesterday was eternal.
Your words promise that tomorrow would be same as yesterday,
But your strange eyes deny aloud every word you utter.
You say you're confused,
But actually, you are bored.
You ask me to speak my heart out,
But deep inside, you fear that very thought.
Trying your level best to fake,
Why do you do so when you know I'll guess it right away???
The smile that was once your virtue
is so fake and unreal,
it stabs me from within and is worse than an abuse!
I’ve lost my smile; I've lost the kid in me.
Every culture and rule that bonded me, are slowly drifting away
Things that I thought were my strength
are suddenly diminishing to nil.
Things that I knew as my vices,
laugh at my virtues,
mock at my every move...
And feel realization hit me hard, really hard......
I know my wishes and desires
are the real reasons I'm doomed.
And this time, I won’t be able to bear
Another event of despair and regret.
Will not be able to meet again
Those black, stark, strange black eyes