Monday, May 18, 2009


Time pases. Even when it seems Impossible. Even when each tick of the second hand aches like the pulse of blood behind the bruise. It passes Unevenly, in strange lurches and dragging lulls, but pass it does. Even for me(New Moon).

We Hope Against Hope that everything is going to be fine, the hole inside us will heal with time but the pain keeps on comming back. May be there is no way to get rid of it, May be i need to live with it.
Sometime it wonder "Do i really want to forget the Past or I like to go back and live it again". There are few things that we cannot forget and these things are always there in our subconscious, we may get distracted for a while but again it comes back to us. I tried Hard enough to get away from it still it comes back with a vengeance.

1 comment:


hmmph.. thats called wallowing..