Sunday, 26 August 2012
09:54:36 AM (GMT)
Life is confusing...
We love but hate.
For such complexes how are we able to live?
We stand beside the one we love and tell them yes
We whisper the words of joy and wonders in their ears
And we embrace them with warmth.
We say we love you, we say always do
But when we say good bye forever.
Why does our feeling become anger or sadness?
Do we fear such darkness?
And as we push ourselves in a corner that seems impossible to escape
We recap upon our life.
Was it my fault?
Or was it theirs?
And as we question ourselves, the feeling become deeper.
These feeling we have had are not complete until we slowly enrage our emotions
And war appears.
Thus, is love and war compare to be the same?
Or are we just simple beings lost in the chaos?
Love and War, both are who we are.
We must fight for oneself, but love urself just as equal.
For we can love but remember there's a war already amongst you and them.
This is truly the most random dairy I have ever wrote.
Last edited: 9 November 2012