My Sleeping World
In my sleeping world, you took away the light when you went away. The only light that I see is the glow of the lighted cigarette between my fingers. The liqour in the glass serves as the embrace that gives warmth to this cold environment. You have dumped all the good memories outside the window and you would never want to get it back. My sleeping world has been shattered since you left. I thought you were the one who would wake me up in this endless sleep. Bringing back the past is something that is near impossible to do.
Keeping myself drunkenly depressed of the past is taking its toll on me and I can feel that I am slowly slipping away from reality. Staying sane is more like a mission to me now. My life is being sucked into a blackhole and I don't know how I will get out of this vacuum. The silence and the cold of the night is too much to bear. It feels like the world has conspired to make my life miserable. This is madness.
I hope that in time somebody would come to my rescue and help me wake up my sleeping world. But as of now, I'll stay here, alone, cold and miserable. This blackhole that I am in will just suck out the sanity in me while I keep myself isolated.
Currently listening to: Wolfgang - Halik ni Hudas
Currently feeling: wasted
Posted by kitongzki at 09:17 AM | Slash me...