c'est la vie

i'm building up a wall so high you can't climb over it, so wide you can't walk around it, so thick you can't break it down. i'm like a bubbling caldron that overflows when the heat goes up. apologies don't heal no wounds, i'm running around like a headless chicken in my mindless world.

i just want to take a long aimless walk in the dark of the night, where my shadow is my only companion in the moonlit twilight. i wish i could swim like a fish to the depths of the oceans where noone sees your tears flow down your cheeks. perhaps i'd walk along the seashore and drink in the frailty of dusk, the fine line drawn between darkness and light. maybe then, the waves will carry me away with a piece of driftwood for support and companionship.

i have to be strong. i need that facade. i can't break down, not now i can't. everything speeds past at rocketspeed, sweeping you off your feet. there's no time to pick yourself up to recover, it just drags you along regardless. it's a harsh cruel world out there, nothing would make it less savage. nothing. just move on, move! no time to fuss over a small scraped knee, cos once you stop you get rammed by a humongous speeding truck called time. time and tide waits for no man, either you move it or you get left behind.

but through it all, i'm not giving up so easily, there's no way i'll be taken down so easily.

i will run to You
to Your words of truth