I have decided that these will be my last words on this matter, for everything that needs to be said has already been said a thousand times and the angst I have, now leaves me only bitter because of the happy life I have led. I think it's completely unfair...for once I had the world wrapped around my finger, but now I'm just so scared. The anger, sadness, and bitterness within have caged me and I somehow cannot break free on my own...or may be I am hoping someone would set me free.
I wonder where tomorrow or the day after will carry me...for I've become so tired, that I might as well end the whole thing. But notes of memories are ringing in my head..… ………And I cannot forget.
And even if I do let go, I would only lament later. I make a futile effort to grasp my little piece of heaven, filled with contentment, love, peace and trust, which has been ripped off my grip. I know that what I hope and long for will never come back. So I am thankful for those past happy days, even if they were few. Indeed, those were the sweetest days of my life. As I write, these words are what I have the strength and energy to think. Sometimes I feel may be if I stop the torrential outpour of words, I might as well change the way things are. My words seem to be few, yet there is so much to say. So for now I lay down my pen, and I close this sad chapter. And I'll continue to say I am all right, and dance and laugh across this liar’s stage, till I get over this phase.