i wake up and decide to start new,
by the mid of the day i change my view.
something inside of me stops me to reach out,
all the good i think doesnt come out of my mouth.
there is nothing at all to see behind,
no friends, no love, nothing that bind.
i see all the time gone as empty space,
pictures of nostalgia should have been
in that place.
i try to control the urge of running from everything good,
i would love to do the things i left
in the past if i could.
so, i think about all passed time,
living everyday doing nothing
was my biggest crime.
: Ishant (I wrote these few a long time back.. started this blog today, will be sharing more in coming days)
by the mid of the day i change my view.
something inside of me stops me to reach out,
all the good i think doesnt come out of my mouth.
there is nothing at all to see behind,
no friends, no love, nothing that bind.
i see all the time gone as empty space,
pictures of nostalgia should have been
in that place.
i try to control the urge of running from everything good,
i would love to do the things i left
in the past if i could.
so, i think about all passed time,
living everyday doing nothing
was my biggest crime.
: Ishant (I wrote these few a long time back.. started this blog today, will be sharing more in coming days)
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