Saturday, 4 August, 2007

Pits.... Down in the Pits.....

Hmmm......
Its me again.....

This week quite weird......

Dunno why the whole week very depressed.....

Still, I shall pen down some thoughts.......

DEPRESSED RUMBLINGS

Sadly my life is not as I hoped,
But I know that lies are such that
My dreams won't seem to come true.
Down comes the rain and wind,
I want to be swept off
By the torrid waters of the soul.
By someone who can
Know how to survive.
Connect at a deeper level,
At 5 on Saturdays too.
Where our souls unite
And ignite in flames.
Through the quiet pleas
And other peas.
Of our very own song,
Where I know I belong.
Songs, the expression of one's soul,
May it be bestowed to one so bold.
I dream it could happen to me,
Somewhere over the rainbow,
Where I would be breaking free,
Away from worldly cares.
The start of something new,
And out with the old.
Would be what I've been looking for,
Is to know and be all I want to be.
Is this too much to ask,
Too much hassle?
If I wanna Break Free???
Sigh.... I can only share this way.... Read odd numbered lines for true meaning...