ABOUT ME

Monday, January 28, 2008

when it comes round to you

lies are things that can save the day, and they can ruin lives. despite this knowledge, we still cant save ourselves from this conviction. we still tell lies. whether or not it is with intention to help others, or to save our sorry asses. like i've once said, at the end of the day, the ones who get hurt the most, by the truth that we've been trying to hide, is none other than ourselves. so why put ourselves through all that? one simple lie and cause the lives of others, but yet this same lie can make people's day. when is it the correct time to lie, and when isnt? i dont really know. sometimes, i really wish i did.

but yet it is so damn true, that truth begins with lies. lies brings out the truth in the clearest light, and also because of lies, we truly understand the importance of truth, and treasure it even more. cause truth, never comes easily.

i feel that people lie cause they cant handle the truth. but in that split second, we fail to consider the fact that the consequences of the lies we've created are even harder to handle. what is broken, is broken. you can never patch it back. the things we've said cant be un-said. once you're a liar, you'd always be one.

do you find that the hardest thing to accept, isnt that someone has left you for another. it isnt the cheating or the fights that are hard to swallow. but it is when things are left hanging loose, when you are being hung loose on the string, is when you feel that you've been trashed. down right trashed. that form of silence is ironically deafening. you'd rather have all the negative things thrown in your face, whether or not it is shameful, hurting or pride drowning. at least it is the truth, and nothing but the truth. it is an answer, it is a route out. it is also, most importantly, a reason to let go.

and it is times like this, when i wish for nothing, but to get out of this place immediately. the longer away from this place, the better. even at the expense of my family and friends. i want to run away, just like a bloody coward. but at least it keeps me away from trouble, and it makes me feel alive and worthy of every second that i breathe.

if you land on your feet, i hope you'd fine a way to make it back to me

it goes round and leaves you

baring my soul
at 1:37 AM