Irony of life

Have you ever read someone’s blog and wonder how could someone takes the words out of your mind so explicitly?

And then, you thump your chest with an ouchy “I feel ya”.

Strangely, 3 posts from Brian’s blog struck a raw chord.

Tuesday, November 25, 2008

Save me save me save me wooh

I’ve gotta stop my mind
Working overtime
It’s driving me insane
It will not let me live
Always so negative
It’s become my enemy

Save me ah ah save me ah ah
save me ah wooh
Save me ah ah save me ah ah
save me ah wooh

Why would I think such things
Crazy thoughts have quick wings
Gaining momentum fast
One minute I am fine
The next I’ve lost my mind
To a fake fantasy

And none of these
thoughts are real
So why is it that I feel
So cut up and so bad
I need to take control
Coz my mind is on a roll
And it isn’t listening to me

Save me ah ah save me ah ah
save me ah wooh
[thinking and thinking]
Save me ah ah save me ah ah
save me ah wooh
[thinking and thinking]

Mirror mirror on the wall
Who’s the dumbest of them all
Insecurities keep growing
Wasted energies are flowing
Anger, pain and sadness beckon
Panic sets in in a second
Be aware it’s just your mind
And you can stop it anytime

Save me ah ah save me ah ah
save me ah wooh
[thinking and thinking]
Save me ah ah save me ah ah
save me ah wooh
[thinking and thinking]

Ok so here we go
If it works I’ll let you know
One two three I say stop

How can you ask me to walk away and move on….

When everything that makes me whole and I ever dream and want in life…
Is the very thing I’m walking away from….

That would leave me broken and an empty shell…
I could never live with myself if that happened….

Someday….
But what happens till that someday….
Do I haunt the places we used to go…
Tearing at every spot…
And what if someday never comes….
Where then does that leave someone…
who has lost everything that has ever mattered to him….

Decision has to been made…
Who lives and who dies…
is the new puppy someone that has replaced me…
Is the old puppy boring and not what you want anymore…

Yes I’ve finally found life and how to love…
Don’t take it away from me…
Sweets I don’t want to be the one that dies…
Do you care…
Will you rescue me?
Hold me tight and don’t let me be the one that has to go….

I’m slipping…
Fighting the tears…

All I can do is grit my teeth for as long as I can thru the pain and keep loving you with all my heart till you return it…

It’s all that matters now…

****

But the irony of life is such that, words that seem to hold so much feelings, might not be true.
How do we hold on to consistencies, sometimes I wonder?
How do we gauge genuinity?
How do we… feel again?
I don’t know. Teach me.
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One Response to “Irony of life”

  1. Effy says:

    I think that sometimes we want to be, so we are. Even if we aren’t.

    You know?

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