Why do I have such a vulnerable heart?
Why is it that sometimes the pettiest things prick me?
And leaves me with a heart bleeding to death..
I was the strong one..I am the strong one..in just a handful of ways..
Or is it just the appearences?? Just the pretenses that I make to the world out there which have untouched me in so many little and big ways..
Even to the world within me, I am strong..Strong enough when it is being just fair to me..
Why is it that the God who made this cruel world made me so suspectable to its cruelties??
Answer me!!! I am asking you!!!!
you are so strong ...strong enough to defend the thorns of fate..
ReplyDeletebut thorns of emotions..?
There is no pain, you are receding.
A distant ship’s smoke on the horizon.
You are only coming through in waves.
Your lips move but I can’t hear what you’re sayin’.
When I was a child I had a fever.
My hands felt just like two balloons.
Now I got that feeling once again.
I can’t explain, you would not understand.
This is not how I am.
I have become comfortably numb.