Life comes so suddenly,
Capturing you before you know it.
Love, ambition, hope, fear.
A test of everything you hold dear.
There comes a time when things, only happen in the past,
And everything is too good to last.
A time when you are left with more memories than you can hold,
And you speak of life as an adventure untold.
A moment of victory and sorrow,
And all you want is another life to borrow.
Familiar faces fade away,
In a rear view mirror that has too much to say.
People come and they go, but these streets never change.
It’s no wonder that memory is a lane.
They say this is where inspiration comes to die. Past the dreaded deadline, not a soul has ever made it. One after another they all went into a bottomless pit.. I asked myself, “Dear heart, what about you? Has all this hassle left you down and blue?” Fear not for there is always a choice. Venture out to tread new waters or go over the line another undead carcass. All of life spent in a philosophical stride only to end in literary suicide. Perhaps there is a way, another way. I could be the one to learn the trade and still stay in touch with reality and keep my soul. What if I could actually pull off inventing that role?
Happiness is a tricky emotion. Some times all you need is a good hair day whereas some times it could be your birthday and not getting a particular call can wreck your world. You could have dreamed of something all your life, yearned for that one moment when you get to feel it in your grasp, waited for the day it is finally within your reach only to get tired of it minutes after you finally embrace it. Is it always just the thrill of the Chase? Then how do know if you want happiness just because you don’t have it yet? What happens once it’s yours? The pleasure lasts only so long as your attention span. The minute you think of something else, *Poof* it’s gone. I don’t know much about being happy. But, if you want to feel good, I’ve got plenty of reasons:
1. You’re still alive, right now, you exist. You get to experience every aspect of life regardless of if it is good or bad. It’s all equally epic if you open yourself up to it.
5.Seriously you have Internet you can do anything you want!
Cheer up! 😀 Have a great day. 🙂
Death isn’t knew to me. It’s one of my oldest memories. I watched my grand father as he breathed his final breath. He wasn’t scared. I recognised nothing but acceptance and peace in his face. In that moment, it dawned on me. That’s the goal. To die a happy man. And live with no regrets.
You’ve lived a good life if those who wish you weren’t gone are greater in number than those who want you dead.
Die in peace, if there are people out there who hold on to the little things you said.
Today, tomorrow, may be years later.
You will be gone. Not to a better place. Just gone; without a trace.
If life is nothing but a story, just make it a good one, right?
-Sincerely, The Obsessive Writer.
Every night, we meet in a recurring dream.
Making new promises, to redeem.
Your eyes locked on mine,
Our fingers entwine;
Two hearts beat as one,
All the masks are undone.
I couldn’t walk, but with you I fly.
Amongst the stars setting fire to the sky.
He fills up my drafts
Unfinished thoughts that haunt my soul.
They drift around in an ocean of their likeness
Waiting to be turned into masterpieces of perfection.
Blinding flashes of joy and nerve wrecking misery,
All wedged into flimsy pieces of paper.
I stand in the eye of the hurricane.
My storm of endless musing,
The bittersweet catastrophe of my choosing.
Heads swaying to the sound of music. Hearts beating slow and sometimes frantic. They’d been at this for about a week now. The longest road trip she’d ever been on. The best time she’d ever had. To think this was all only an accident, it humored her. They were just fellow passengers who missed their flight and decided to rent a car and split the drive.
A conservative Indian girl who always stayed on the straight and narrow. She rarely stepped out of her comfort zone. But he.. He changed everything. Questioning her morals and ridiculing her beliefs. He was everything she never approved. A club rat with no sense of responsibility. However now, her opinions didn’t matter. Nothing mattered. His smile. That’s all she could picture. One smile and she was ready to give her heart away. But why? She didn’t know. She didn’t care.
It was only a matter of miles now. They’d soon be on their separate ways. Heavy hearted, she got out of the car as he pulled up on the side walk. Final goodbyes were said and pleasantries exchanged. Every one of those final moments, bittersweet. While she was left with memories to cherish, the fact that it was all ending too soon hit her hard. One last glimpse of his heartbreaking grin and she turned and started to walk away; walk away towards what will be a new life.
A sudden honk of the car horn interrupted her train of thought. He stuck his head out of the window with the sheepish grin and everything.
“Hey, I was wondering, would it be extremely inappropriate if I asked you out?”
“Yes it would”, she said smirking at him.
“Good. ‘Cause that’s pretty much my style. So what do you say?”
She laughed nodding in agreement. Oh how he made her laugh.