Past Resurrection

Randomly tracing through what the memory has stacked on that filthy corner of my mind

It's a corner hat I don't really enjo being around.. It's just that, you know...

Just all those stuff that I miss so deeply now, and can't get back

All the loves and feelings and events that are now stolen by the past..

Their resurrection os my death..

Wondering until when I can bear he sweet taste of the stack pulling me towards it..

It's unbearably not to be able to be a part of your self. even thoug it gives you umtimate pain

It's all those precious days you've spent, and all the efforts for the beloved one

Now you are trying to establish your life with that? Pure bullshit

You will find yourslef crumbling down soon, all the realizations of the past wil strike you and..

..that's where I don't know where I am heading.

I tried every direction; east, west. north, south... Nothimg helped

I didn't realize I was pulled towards an endless pit..

I knew it was my end.. I could feel it burning inside me, all those memories..