questions

August 30th, 2008 by itsunspokenwords

why do ppl fall in love even if they know its gonna be painful.
still they give thier best for this love.
are we all crazy?
or were just 2 blind 2 see or just being too stupid?
is love a sin?
or suicide?
love slowly drives us crazy, insane.
the unbearable feeling slowly creeps to our soul.
we slowly kill oursleves when we fall for the wrong person.
but then even to the right one, but we do not know how to love them right.
so we end up crying and howling.
is there really a right person destined 2 us?
why do some ppl love d same person at all?
even if they know that nothing right will happen to the relationhship.
if they will still go for it, surley, thier life will be as miserable as a king outthrown.
is love really unfair or is it just fooling us??

words

May 20th, 2008 by itsunspokenwords

"the tears in my eyes fall like rain.the never ending cries of my heart.the pained look in my eyes. the untold feelings that only you yearns most.keep telling me that im no use.and in an instant i’ll die without a word.because you are the only reason who keeps my life smile.i know saying i love you wont let you notice my existence.saying i love you wont make you realize my worth.just tell me you dont love me.and ill die merrily."

its funny how sometimes words just came into your mind unconsciously. without realizing the worth of your work. the existence of the aftermath just hit you like damn.

cursed life

April 2nd, 2008 by itsunspokenwords

*cursed life

the stars tonight is unusually bright
the wind is cold and sad
the bitter smell of blood and tears
the gloomy stare of death

why do i hear myself cry
the voice that tells "im miserable"
why do i feel im lonely
the feeling that im unlucky

i just want to be happy
i just want to be free
but im surrounded by the walls of infelicity
the walls that tells me im unforunate

i know that im not good
the best among your child
but im not perfect
im not the ideal child

i pity myself because of this feeling
im miserable inside and out
i love myself so much
but i feel im cursed and noisome

i cant satisy your taste
because im not the person you wanted
why just cant you accept
its me and its the real me

i just want to feel the cool sweet breeze
the other side of this wall
i just want to see the beauty of the sun
the other side of this window

but how can i feel, see or hear
if i cant clamor my feeling
and how can i love myself
if im dead because of my parents