Thoughts

Thoughts

Thoughts

Thoughts, they are powerful
For all of them are made to kill
Or hurt, me or injure
Like a bird hit by a lightning

Everytime I get hit by it
It make my eyes drops something
They call it that I’m crying
But it’s a sign of dying

I ain’t lost
I’m just broken
In so many pieces
That I’ve lost my counting

Feels like my breath
Is heavy
Every day I regret
What I did when I was crazy

My chest pains
Are growing
Like my flesh
Is paining

I ain’t lost
I’m just broken
In so many pieces
That I’ve lost my counting

So much of hate
Makes me scream
When the world outside
Is silently asleep

I think about them
And I think about me
I don’t have many friends
Who are not busy

I ain’t lost
I’m just broken
In so many pieces
That I’ve lost my counting

Still I try every night to sleep
Not to wake up till the sun is seen
I think my pillows are already wet
Now they can feel my heart’s ache

I say I’m in heaven
I’m in my dreams
But I’m broken
In reality

I ain’t lost
I’m just broken
In so many pieces
That I’ve lost my counting

This war is lost
As I’ve lost my meaning
Why I’m born
And why I’m still breathing

When will I be finally free
When the moment will come
When I’ll see
The gates of heaven
And of Hell
Given the options
To choose one of them

I ain’t lost
I’m just broken
In so many pieces
That I’ve lost my counting

 

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