Now you know!
I thought there would be time
I used to think I knew the way
Now I’m caught in the madness
Of every suffocating day
There's too much or not enough
It's too soon or a day late
Sometimes I sit and laugh
I guess I just pissed off fate
Too many people talking
I just don’t care anymore
I learned to pretend to listen
Like I used to before
I’m the one that's living this
And no you don’t "know how it feels"
And yes I may wail too much
It's how someone like me deals
What the hell am I running from
It's been so long I forgot
Just stand in one spot
Give a "new start" a shot
So here I am again
New place new people new me
Oh God here I am again
With these demons you cannot see
Don’t tell me it's ok
It'll be better in a year
Nothing seems to take away
This overwhelming fear
It wasn’t till the day
I opened my mind to see
That the monster I was running from
Was the choices made by me
Just stop screwing it up
And now I'll be just fine
I'm glad that night wasn’t the end
And God knew it wasn’t my time.
I used to think I knew the way
Now I’m caught in the madness
Of every suffocating day
There's too much or not enough
It's too soon or a day late
Sometimes I sit and laugh
I guess I just pissed off fate
Too many people talking
I just don’t care anymore
I learned to pretend to listen
Like I used to before
I’m the one that's living this
And no you don’t "know how it feels"
And yes I may wail too much
It's how someone like me deals
What the hell am I running from
It's been so long I forgot
Just stand in one spot
Give a "new start" a shot
So here I am again
New place new people new me
Oh God here I am again
With these demons you cannot see
Don’t tell me it's ok
It'll be better in a year
Nothing seems to take away
This overwhelming fear
It wasn’t till the day
I opened my mind to see
That the monster I was running from
Was the choices made by me
Just stop screwing it up
And now I'll be just fine
I'm glad that night wasn’t the end
And God knew it wasn’t my time.
posted by Saad at 9:21 PM
10 Comments:
saad.. there are no words to describe this...its wicked ...
you know reading this reminds me of someone.. someone who thinks just like you do.. i will make him read this ..for sure...
but from what i do know about you.. you are not the man in this.. cause you r different...
maybe im wrong ..maybe im not....
anyways... a job well done buddy....
i like it! its like when one is really frustrated and at the end of blaming evryone.....realises that watever happens....is in our hands....somwhere along the line there was a choice that one made, a word that one said or didnt say for that matter, which is ultimately responsible for this...this sadness. I can totally relate to the poem....and it doznt mean that one has to do something rash or be really evil to feel like this.....it happens to all of us at some time
these words come out when one is true to oneself and is not coating the feelings in typical words......it's spontaneous.....it's raw.......thts the beauty of it
and the one good thing that comes out after blaming oneself.....is that u know that somewhere somehow it was you who screwed up.....and not others......so tht means its not uncontrolable.....there is hope.....if i made the mistake....i can rectify it too
so somewhere in this poem the hopelessness turned into hope!
oh and the msn is not signing in :(
hey no one told me this was an essay writing competition..
im nasty ... i know :)
it was avery optimistic appraoch towards life.... :) job well done...
That was some nifty stuff Saad. I skimmed through others, they are nice as well. I'll comment on 'em later.
And I think you should post more often, you seem to have that alchemy in your writing.
-See ya!
WOAH!i'm impressed!who knew u cud write like this!
saad...iv read this at orkut as well...n commented there too...anyhao by now i must hav read it arnd 10 times...lolz...n evrytime i just connected more to it......n rest shall i paste my orkut comments here???.....
"i dont know saad...why i may b writing this...but that in life this is the time wen i hav felt that may b i dont want to think abt my past....dont even want to live this present...m afraid of entering future....coz they all define my times....(indirectly i make a wish for times to end)...yet i dont WANT my time to end soon....(mock)..ppl keep tellin us they understand....then y put counsel to our ears?....its just like one has had a loss....n there is no way bak....but may b one cannot cum to terms with one's own self....ur sooo right wen u say..
And no you don’t "know how it feels"
shakespeare put it so true...
A wretched soul, bruis’d with adversity
We bid be quiet when we hear it cry;
But were we burden’d with like weight of pain,
As much, or more we should ourselves complain...
there was not a single line i cud keep from admiring....or coinciding with....
wonderfulll!!! "
m sorry if this pasting sounds funyyy....but that i remain soooo busy....i hardly get time....but poetry in motion is my one fav community....so keep surfin that....anyhao....m sure by now u know u write more than just WELL.....
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