A Friend's censure "You can't be real"

Can "Shocked" describe my state?

Or Shall I get mad at you? Or would I hate?!

Have I to be Silent or would I Scream?

No way! It can't be a Scheme! 

Freezing Moment?

No! It’s a shocking moment!

No too! It’s like not to ever be described

It’s when I was in need to disappear or hide!

Were you serious? Honestly, Were YOU?!

You should have been deadly tired…

Yes, tired. OR how would I forgive you?!

Can’t you really see where did you go?

Couldn’t you stop for one second & think?

I can’t imagine that you really meant so!  

Don’t you remember our talks about those sick?!

Now You’re Sick! Or Too Tired!

Or it may be an unwilling mistake!

“Mistake” huh! As if u were a child

I can’t forget it whatever it takes!

Or may I consider you said nothing?

Without an apology! How can I?!

Or may I consider you were soporific?

God! Give me a reason not to hate that guy!

It’s a matter of dignity, Can’t you see?

Or you just can see others’ sins!

Like you never have talked before to me!

Do you think there’s a problem with the glasses lens?

WAKE UP! It’s Me!

Revise it, Recall it, Re-evaluate your words!

You can’t kill anyone and be free!

You made the words turn to me as swords!

I wonder, would you ever apologize?

Have you ever told anyone “I’m sorry”?

It has never been dignity Mr. Wise!

What prevents you is your “Glory”!

Ah, how one day I called you a friend?!

For you “myself” was always insulting “me”!

I wish you never existed or I was dead

I wish I never regretted the moments of glee

I doubt you can feel  the sentences

I can talk forever and you won’t mind

Am I wasting my time? Or is it the last glances?

Maybe I’m staying because the human I once saw inside

You gave me hope, that not all are the same

You raised me up, so I felt the difference

How after all that faith I can’t blame?

Only God knows how it was meant to me once…

And later, after it all ends

I’ll mention it and I'll say that...

“Once Upon a Time I had a Friend”

"A Friend who was like my Dad" =')

Wednesday, 07 September 2011 at 04:23
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One-Day Stories: Have you ever had the feeling of...?

Have you ever had the feeling of...?

I am annoying you enough by keeping on the same track, you asked me to find a way and here I am, searching for it. It's enough what has been done, enough knocking on the door where no one behind to respond for my call. People pass and think I am mad or immature.

"she's wasting her time" they say.

"Baby, we tried to knock it before, either we found no one to answer our call or had a rough answer for our requests, so why do you insist on wasting your time? Why can't you  learn and understand that no one is there behind the door wants to answer your call? If they want to respond they'll open for you the door, otherwise you're messing up"  

For a while I thought "Are they crazy? Are they free enough to bother themselves with my business? Who said that there's no one in? And who said I am wasting my time? And who said that I am here for the same purpose of theirs? Who gave them the right to judge one's self from the outlook, no but to aggressively point charges?" 

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Have you ever had the feeling of...?

Finally, I found someone who understands my knocks well; my sounds make sense to her, just perfectly! I can't understand why or how! I was afraid of the presence of a play, but however a play is perfect, she can't do what she does! And so I believed she gets my key. 

I discovered later, she was knocking the same door for the same reasons of mine, Whoop! Now I can understand how she is the only one who is getting my point of view exactly and just right without any hidden knives to stab or any masks on to wear. What a Bless! 

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Have you ever had the feeling of...?

I was stolen my only thing that makes my days, I was stolen my happiness, that has no extend when you do the right thing. I was stolen my freedom to talk about people, mention some matters, situations, have fun or even complain, as before, and it's not ordinary any more.

 I was stolen talking about you whether it was just ordinary or for a specific reason. I'm stolen my little things in life that are honestly pure, and make me happy. I'm tied.

Yeah it's shocking, to discover that people get hurt because of your ordinary talks. It's hurting and not easy at all, to decide getting yourself out of someone's life because your presence does hurt others. It's hurting to discover that you can't talk with the only one who feels you right, avoiding hurting her by any miss-said word.

Yes, I decided, no I'm already taking steps, to get myself out of your life. I thought it's my choice to stay or go, but now leaving is all what I have to do. Yeah I discovered so, we don't choose everything or ever road we walk through.

You asked me once to find a way

I kept searching...

I thought I found an easy way

In one day morning

And then she came along

I found her supporting so long

She said don't be afraid

As long as you're not in it my young

And Yeah Yeah

I believed her talk

I thought we're going to Rock

Nothing can bring the fog

I'm not in it and I know so why I got shocked..!!

When One day I read some words

When my face got immersed

When my eyes skipped some tears

And the heart missed its beats

Did I really hurt her that much?

Or it's the problem of her crush?

Or it's my problem of my good intention...

That let my words rush?!

Now, it's time to go

You want me no more around and I know

And she gave me a covered blow

So why shall I stay where there's nothing to do

Don't blame on me, any of you

I didn't give up and I won't give up, never on you..