NaDa, 10 мая 2016 г., 11:58
Love is the most cheerful and painful thing at the same time. We hear that love doesn't kill anyone, but we kill ourselves by hyper reacting. Being alive doesn't mean that you are intact, it's all up to your soul whether it's satisfied and happy or dead and musty inside. That's the real criterion which affirms your humanity... Are you a human still or did you become a zombie?? (Photo not found) Let's read carefully what she says. I am not alone... I have me beside me... I got me supporting me... I am always here for me... I will never leave me... That's what I thought of myself, but I was wrong... I left myself... I don't know whether I left it or it got lost... I have no shadow as if I am not existent... I am not breathing though... Am I dead yet? No, I think I am still alive as I can can feel the pain invading me inside... This rusty salty scarlet blood which fills my mouth every time I cough proves that I still have the blood running through my veins... * * cries and shouts * * * * coughing and bleeding * * I wasn't alone... I had you beside me... I got you supporting me... Where are you? I....... What's the point of living if you aren't a part of this life? I always thought that I love you from my heart, but that was a stupid naive thought... My heart is too small to contain that much feelings I have for you, that poor heart would explode... I have my love for you in my blood running through my veins feeding my organs and parts... Just like the sea... You are riding my blood waves through my body... I am feeling cold not heat... I am thirsty... I am drowned... I am lost... Now I'm waiting and waiting... For God's mercy and relief... May I find the peace... Let's pray for her so that she gets what she aims for... Author: Me
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