Self-destruction
Sunday, July 26, 2009 @ 9:27 PM
Tonight, I drink.
Yes. I'm in grave need of escape.
Every felt like a blur.
As I hold my glass,
I reminisce to what have and should have been.
But that's the thing.
All those vivid memories are just things in the past.
Tears streaming down my face,
I bombarded myself with questions even I can't answer.
Why is he like this?
Am I fooled?
Was our love unreal?
But then he wouldn't care.
I hide and cry.
He continue on with his life.
Not knowing that there's a girl who's in deep pain;
Struggling within his numb heart.
Yes. I'm in grave need of escape.
Every felt like a blur.
As I hold my glass,
I reminisce to what have and should have been.
But that's the thing.
All those vivid memories are just things in the past.
Tears streaming down my face,
I bombarded myself with questions even I can't answer.
Why is he like this?
Am I fooled?
Was our love unreal?
But then he wouldn't care.
I hide and cry.
He continue on with his life.
Not knowing that there's a girl who's in deep pain;
Struggling within his numb heart.