Sunday, December 14, 2008

Memoirs of Monique Part- 2




Don’t look down into the eyes of the world beneath you..
Don’t look down you will fall down, you’ll be the sacrifice.
If I can’t feel I am not alive, then am not real.
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Demons from the past haunt my mind, Darkness surrounds me.


I feel into emptiness, hollowness engulfs me as the cold blade of steel touches my wrist.


Shallow is my heart, deep is my mind. Nothing am I born to be. Death approaches.


My arms look like a road map.Hold me please let me cry. But don’t look at my arms..



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My eyes are cold,
My soul has been sold,
Bought by the devil in the ground.
Who left me in my mind unsound?
Straight from the hell, deeper than the deepest well.

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Now is the time, hand me what is mine.
It has come to an end; I feel my time is rent.
I’ll come back, unless I crack.
I feel so crazy, as my eyes go hazy


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Empty and hollow, filled with sorrow.
It might be long, I know he did wrong.
He will be missed as I’ll never forget the way we kissed.


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Spilling my tears, as I write down my fears.
Slowly I cry until my eyes go dry.
I miss him so, where did he go?

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>"A joker is not needed when you got the full deck of cards".
>"The day that I got to know the need of Love in my Life, was the day I started feeling that I'm Alone".

>"If you ignore your drawbacks, world won't think twice to show you the Mirror".

>"Winds of change will always take you in full circle. What has parted now from your ways will cross you again once more in the future, only if you choose to move on ahead with the time".

>"We the travellers of love, will meet soon again, as we walk towards our respective destination".

>All the answers you seek are within you, Just ask the right questions.

> They say they got reasons to live or die, but i got none for the aspects in life.

> It’s a funny thing about coming home, looks the same, smells the same, feels the same; you realize what’s changed is you.
> You can be as mad as a mad dog at the way things went. You can swear and curse the fates; but in the end, you have to let go.
> Everyone feels different about themselves one way or another, but we all goin' the same way.
> Our lives are defined by opportunities, even the ones we miss.
> I was thinking how nothing lasts, and what a shame that is. But again I knew some things do last.
> Nobody sees the obvious, nobody observes the ordinary. There are more miracles in a square yard of earth than in all the fables of the Epics and Legends

> What do I need to be Me?
To be acknowledged for who and what I am, no more, no less. Not for acclaim, not for approval, but, the simple truth of that recognition. This has been the elemental drive of my existence, and it must be achieved, if I am to live or die with dignity.