Misconceptions!

There's no sincerity in his voice as he tell yo '' I LOVE YOU''
Yet you are paddazzaled so much that you fail to pull the strings of the puppets that reign over you emotions......
YOU FALL...DEEPLY..
Obliterate to the fact that you are the type of person that gives meaning to the word ''EASYPIECE''
Its such a pity...
I empathize with you.
In the near future a close friend will be picking up pieces of you crestfallen heart!

The passion killer

..He climbs on the little stool and puts the rope
around
his neck, mixed emtions run through him, the
fear of
pain and desperation to end his life....
It would not have been
like this, but its all because of her.....Martha
Their relationship was rock solid and many
people envied
them.
He thought that Martha loved him as much as
he loved
her too...
How wrong he was!.
He bought her an expensive car, a mansion fit
for a
queen....
Always gave her money for what she wanted
and credit cards to fill her luxurious desire for
styllsh pricey imported
clothes and designer shoes,...
last but not least the 27 carat diamond
engagement ring that would seal the deal....
Make her forever his in due time...
Today upon arrival from work he finds her in
bed...intertwin ed between moans of
pleasure as they stroke one another with
his besrfriend 'THE BEST MAN TO BE'
His perfect word stumbles to dust at that
exact moment...his heart is shattered into
thousands of intagible pieces...
Without much thought and scrutiny of the
situation, he pulls out his ancient revolver,
between curses and tears...
Aims at his bestfriends face & fires
twice....
Darkness overwhelms!
He turns the gun into her direction it is now
HER turn, she cries and pleads for mercy but
that all
falls upon deaf ears.. Only flashes of the
despicable activity that he just witnessed
moments ago engulfed his mind and
catalysed his rage..
He fires at her body...bullet after bullet until no
more
bullets remain..only the fadin echo of
gunshots..could be heard..
It's not a pretty scene...bedshee ts crimson
fluids, brain mattter and two dead bodies are
what remain...
His thoughts are perennial.. With nothing
more to live for and fear of the constitutions
justice
His ultimatum is the
decision to join the dead.
Thts how he came to this point! He kicks the
little
stool..
Its suffocating,
torture yet it does not last..
After a couple of minutes... He hangs limp &
motionless from
the garage roof..
DEAD!
...

INFINITE AFFLICTIONS

She laughs in guffows today, as if she craddles the weight of the world within
the palm of her hand.
fabricated Euphoria,light laughs and easy words are what she catapults from within her being.
Significations to dumbfound believers that she is happy, yet the land within her heart knows different
It knows only peril, suffering...
There is no bright light
NO HAPPY ENDING
IT'S ALL MAKE BELIEVE HAPPINESS

*Today's Failure, Tomorrow's Lesson*

Mistakes of today are lessons of tomorrow
If I've wronged today hopefully tomorrow I'll be aware of what troubles await my decisions.
Even though I lose today and all my  quests emerge fruitless...
 I will let them manifest and create a platform to broadcast all my errs so I may take on the ability to alter what's negative and turn it into what's positive
*GREATNESS*
Coming to terms with one's mistakes is one way to see that you have grown into a being that thinks out of the box, no prejudice, no concealment, no grudges, no nothing...
Only the ability to scrutinize a problem from a different angle every time...
To play devils advocate in whatever situation confronted with...
 To be open minded and true to oneself, for not every beating heart within your social circle trusts you 100 percent to tell you of...
Their darkest deeds
Their deepest fears
Their greatest desires...
*NO*
For these are elements known to those who trust with no pint of doubt...
Now the question is...
Can you trusted rather than
Can you trust...
For one should always open thy doors first inside to try turning stones in another persons life...
Just like to be truly graceful and happy
Your heart should be content with the situation presented!

WHAT SORCERY IS THIS???

You are of who I dream in my sleep
You are the admired vision of my eye
You are the cause of a smile on my face
You are the angel in all my prayers and the everlasting light of my life..
*OR SO I THINK*
Is the dream in my sleep not a disguised nightmare...
Is the vision of my eye no mere optical illusion...
Ain't the smile on my face a forced fabrication...
Does the beat of my heart not signify the fear of being left..
Are you the angel who shall answer to my prayers when I need the answers least...
Are you the light or a mere reflection of other people's perfection.
All these questions have no answers *YET*
Father time shall unveil all that lies ahead soon
No secrets shall be kept
No memories hidden
No feelings concealed
Yes I long for that day..
When we shall see eye to eye...
When we shall decide who is door for the other or vice versa to the statement broadcasted..
Shall you leave me..
Forsake me..
Break what you stole and
Make it a masterpiece of shattered sediments
Or maybe not
Maybe you'll make me the centre of your life
Too many maybe's... So now I wait and  see what the the future unfolds as it comes to be!

BrOkEn HeArTs DoNt LaSt!!!!

There comes a time in one's life when the euphoria caused by the link to another persons' heart blinds our vision, to see the truth , to conclude the facts.

When one believes that the other is as faithful and trustworthy as thy is...
Never to think that, that specific person is just another wolf in sheep's clothing...
They tell you they love you to keep you on their leases but the questions to ask are simple and rhetoric...
 The '' do you love me!'' you throw their way is answered with a dirty fabricated meaningless ''yes'' and an additional ''more than anything in this world'' to keep you from wandering from the place they have put you in their lives...
By their side,
 too bad you aren't the only one there..
But this never crosses your mind because you're apparently inlove
*PFFF* does *LOVE* even exist ....
Teenagers don't love...
They infatuate,
Some so much until the truth smacks them right across the face...
Then you crumble to dust, for you never thought of your partner from the cheating perspective...
You thought you were alone.
Too bad you were wrong...you were just an option in a List of many other broken hearted people..
But yeah
Don't worry yourself too much..
Every wound heals..
Even *BROKEN HEARTS DON'T LAST*.

BLIND HOPE...

Some words can never be spoken of.
Some feelings can never be expressed
melancholical statements can never be written.
Questions, heartbreaking, can never be asked.
So much that can't be done,
but as for what we can do...
We can choose to love with no other emotions...
We can tell the truth with no stone left unturned...
We can lie so well that our compulsive lies turn to our own forms of truth...
We can choose to leave and never turn back...
We can choose to stay and never go away...
Whatever we do shall have a response...
Be it..
Voluntarily or involuntarily...
We shall feel it...
For usually it hurts us deep
Shatters our hearts
Damages our states of mind and causes illness to our healths.
For the heartless it's one of the many experiences caused by emotions never felt...
For the soft hearted it's a rainy day, thundered, imperialised by dark clouds and endless storms but whatever you take it to be...
Know that it can't rain forever
someday the sun will shine...
The birds will chirp
The sky will be blue once again...
Nature shall bloom and
You of all people shall be happy once more!