The Words That Makes You...And Breaks You: Poetry And Thoughts Bind Together
The optimist insists that we live in the best of worlds, the pessimist fears that he is right.
Monday, December 04, 2006
Am I supposed to be happy?
Softly we tremble tonight, picture perfect fading smiles are all that's left in site, I said I'd never leave you. You are willing to risk it all. With tears in my eyes I’m ready to fall. I'm not satisfied with where I'm at in life. Am I supposed to be happy? All I ever wanted comes with a price. A price I can't afford, I'm sorry my angle. I made plans for us to grow old, Believe me there was truth in all those stories that I told. Lost in a game where we are destined to lose, Are we the same people as before this came to light? Love is a hard thing to measure, All I ever wanted was for us to be happy. Today something huge happened and I wanted to share, I know you would have cared. Telling me how good I am, making my smile even bigger. But here I'm, alone... Not having someone for the sharing and caring. I'm not happy on my own, I hate not having you around. We walk different roads, side by side so far be twin. You left the one that cares for you the most in this world, your very best friend and lover. Though your world is changing, I will be the same. We are to young to reason. Walking alone you will, I won't be in the way any more. Your face to mine, I can se you are crying inside. I know you want me, I know you need me, I know you love me, I know you want to make me happy, I know everything about you, I know you better than you know yourself. I know that you know that I know. I know one day you want me back, to be there for you hold you tight as we make peace with the past. What price am I willing to pay? I know I would want to forget about everything, let you in forever. Make everything shine like before. But the damage is done, this pain is real, we are destined to fail. I would never leave you, but you gave me no choice. The feeling of losing you I can compare to the lost of my grandfather and grandmother a few years back. The feelings I have now are the same, How will life be without my guardian angel?
Name: Andreas Home: Skåne, Sweden About Me: Andreas Zetterqvist, 26 years old, hetrosexual. Three passions are present in my life: music, writing and my gf. Music represents the essence of my being, writing represent the expression of my soul, my gf keeps me sane. Laughter keeps my heart light and intact. Thinking keeps my juices flowing. Friends mean the world to me. But trust is something I give to selected few. No one has 100% of my trust. Very few have something close to it. I don't look like a supermodel.
And I'm fine with that now at this time of my life because
in my own way, I have a beauty that surpasses all these so-called beautiful people. And I'm not being cocky, just showing some much needed confidence. I have a major in network technology, but confined my future with sales. I'm a poet for a few years. I like to think I'm a lot of different things. But for sure I'm a good boy with class, who's a sweetheart and down to earth. But God bless you if you mess with me because I'm a force
to be reckoned with. I think birthdays and holidays are special and I think writing is the best way of therapy. I'm honest because I've spent too many years hiding. So if you want to get to know me better, just ask. Or read on. Visitors: See my complete profile
There are many races in life but in the end the only race is with yourself. Everyone's choice begins with a dream, because with dreams everything is possible.
