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Sunday, September 11, 2011

一场睡不醒的恶梦

Walking alone in this endless tunnel
The darkness enveloping me into the sea of nothingness,
eroding my faith, robbing me from the only glimpse of hope i can hold onto.

I need no patronising consolation. I want to hear none of those.
Because aspiration and reality is just a line apart, if you are hanging on a fine thread like i do, you know I don't have the luxury to.

I've failed myself, I'm angry with life, I'm disappointed with people.
I need to move on.
Tell me how to pick up the pieces of me.

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