Wednesday, August 24, 2011

Almost Lost



A dull pain in the back of my head.
Throbbing in its numbness.
Thoughts echoing off against each other.
But serving none.
For none listen.
They are too busy in their own designs.
And wicked schemes.

The rush falls as the temperature drops.
The blood goes cold in a heartbeat.
My wishes rejected without being spoken.
In vain voiced inside my head to hurt.
They don't listen; they're too afraid.
Too afraid lest they change their balanced lives.

I wish to walk new avenues.
I wish to walk dark ones.
I wish to visit the core of my home.
And unearth its dirty secrets.
I wish others to try it too.
So I know that I still remain sane.

But I do believe.
That I am not.
Almost there, in fact.





6 comments:

Aayushi Mehta said...

Liked this. Reading from you after a long time. Somehow, I felt that your writing has become even better than it was :D

D2 said...

@Aayushi : I'm really glad to have you back here! :)

Now I do hope you have truth in your words and you don't just think that because you're here after so long. :P
Thanks a lot anyway. :)

Blasphemous Aesthete said...

Now the dark begins to rise
Save your breath, it's far from over
Leave the lost and dead behind
Now's your chance to run for cover

I don't wanna change the world
I just wanna leave it colder
Light the fuse and burn it up
Take the path that leads to nowhere

All is lost again
But I'm not giving in

~Breaking Benjamin

And so it is, to take a path less illuminated, to discover the cobwebs of dark corners, of my mind and else, and yet not be discovered alone, lest I be alone again, in the crowd?

Cheers,
Blasphemous Aesthete

D2 said...

@Blasphemous Aesthete :
The path that I cannot see.
Is the one I am not afraid of.
For my mind lights it up with its darkness.
And sanctions the walk with its insanity.
Lonesome morbidity is just a virtue.
That I must withstand.

I'll listen to the song now that you've mentioned it here. :)

Enchanta said...

Afraid of alteration, afraid of fear,
Lose not your way,
But enlighten that pit,
In what your mind would find,
When as you say,
you're almost there.

D2 said...

@Enchanta :

The pit lies shrouded in gloom.
And in darkness it lies, camouflaged.
My mind can only do so much, go so far.
I may shine a light over it.
I hope I do not fall.
Unless I already have.

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