Sorrows do not last forever when we are journeying towards the thing we have always wanted.
You are following the path you dreamt of.
So hang on a while and smile.
Because not everybody is as lucky as you are.

Meant to be...Free!

Are my words a waste?
Or are they just another way to escape?
What is it that I try to find?
Why are my actions so confined?
Endless cups of coffee
And que of iced tea glasses
My ears are usually plugged in with loud music. A volume so high that I can feel the beats in my heart.
Volume high enough to deafen my inner voice.
And I listen to music…seems like noise although.

After a long time today, I felt the intensity of my thoughts and the depth of my words.
Sitting in a coffee shop, sipping my coffee; out of nowhere, my eyes brimmed.
I could feel the emotions stuck in my throat.
My unpredictability amazed me.
I stared at the pages I just wrote, every word written was felt inside. Too deep perhaps.

Suddenly it was dark and sad inside
I could see nothing with open eyes
Perhaps it was time to realize
That there was an empty chair in front of me
And this was how I chose to be
Giving you up was never easy
When together we were meant to be
But you were an addiction
And I wanted to be free.