Friday, December 19, 2008

Piece One: AnGRy!!! & t i r e d . . .

Do you find it hard at times to express your true feelings,
to find one who would listen attentively, letting you pour out all of your anger,
letting you burst out all of those little ithces in your heart?!

Who would listen?!
Who would be the one who relates with all of your thoughts, burden and anger?
Haven't they all are busy with all of their own matters?
Aren't they all think that theirs are more urgent and important?!

and I don't...
and I just don't...
Not by age, not by the lenght of the relationships, not by how long i've known you and you've known me, not by ...
where is my place in the circle?! Am I just being swept away?!

not even a single person care, not even to me, or to both of us...
what is this process of growing? are you sure?
you're not even providing a graceful space and love strong enough to support the fear of growth?! what are you saying?!!!

there's one who care...
there's one who care...
but what if there's no you around? being caught up by busyness, by others' abundant enourmous needs, by your own life? how would you be able to strecth for me, for us?
I just wouldn't dare to...

these cries...
are they selfish? are they real?
are they momentarily? are they a need for attention?

maybe...
it's worn out

Who would understands all the groan inside?
Who would care to listen, to guide and to show the way?
Who would I go to when I need rest, a helping hand, the warmth of an embrace?!

Who would care?!!!
Are these all relevant?

Nothing to blame
no one to blame
they're just too young
they're just too spoiled
they're just don't care
they're just who they are
they don't know, they don't care
they only care about themselves
they just want to get served served served
they don't appreciate it
they just not being grateful
they're just too young
they're the ones in those well-fed generation
aren't they?!!!

would a day or two of escape suffice?
would it need a year off?
would this heart find its rest?
who would converse all these lament? are they yours?
who would be my rod?

no offense,
these are what is inside...
but i love you still and i am grateful
for You and Your wonderful gift of Life
I love You...and yous
For You have loved me...and them.

May all of those who need love find Love.
May Love does not restraint itself from being found.
all of us ragged lovers need You...
find us,...please...
make us overwhelmed, dipped and sunk in Your Love so deep
that we shall not want...than You alone

1 Comments:

Blogger Joan said...

hoah.....this blog/story sort of resemble my inner anger.i think i can relate to you.......convo sometimes? i am sorry if i am there in ur angry and tired blog. much love, joan.

2:49 PM  

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