These were my last thoughts before I went to sleep...don't ask why because I don't know myself :)
The tears I cry are the sorrows in my heart that I slowly let out, streaming down, glistening. Fluid yet broken, they make who I am. The inner stirrings of my soul, the raw passion, slowly rise within me. Consuming yet creating who I am, I awake, no longer an empty shell of my past.
The world is cruel and only love is infinite. Unmatched, never ending, pure. My being thirsts for the truth to quench the fire in my heart. Life is an endless cycle, a mask of pain seen by unbelievers, a game. I search the truth to my sorrows, the pains of seperation from my beloved. As one, we join and light will emit from the Soul, unifying all that is true and pure, all that is lovem and my empty shell will cease to exist, consumed by the earth, as I rise above and become one with Truth
....think of it in a spiritual sense....
About Me
- aNUSHa
- I love music like a fat kid loves cake. It's the only true way of expressing the muddled up crap we call feelings. Idealistically, I'm a realist. Realistically, I'm an idealist. Overall, I think too much and too philosophically. Venture into the stream of insanity I call my consciousness and take it, as everything, with a grain of salt. The size (and type) of that grain is yours to decide.
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