alicia's little thot at 10:52 AM
i was so in the mood for poems yesterday that i promptly sat down and wrote one in my state of sleepiness...
in the middle of the night past midnight..
'sometimes i dun quite get it..
was that a hint of something?
or simply 'words of a conversation'?
times i spent pondering and questioning
of no particular question or answer
was there a need for question?
or was there even a question seeking an answer at the first place?
i am like at a small junction of my own life
seeking the bitz and pieces that forms it all up
1 step forward and i am nearer to the unknown
1 step backward and i am back to the familiar
left or right..
phobias and fears continue to haunt
i've never been this careful or cautious with every step i take and every thought that comes by
opportunities are simply like shooting stars
flying past with extreme speeds
was i too slow to catch some?
or am i too afraid to reach out for it?
working for my dreams, be it big or small
is something i have been trying hard to do
since young, i had wanted so much to prove and 'make it work'
i did and now i feel a sudden need to fill up the empty spaces that had been left blank
but somehow, i can't put a name or title to it
not even a simple description
healing a shattered heart is what i've been trying hard to do
i am nothing short of succeding, i hope.
sealing it tight is something i've never had second thoughts about
hesitating, pondering, questioning...
all this are but norm
i take each and every step now with these attitude..
they might seemed strong and stubborn
but beneath all these simple fine acts
lies someone who's been using them to hide the self-denial, phobias and insecurities she still face everyday..'
if you had a chance to bring back 'One Day'..which would you choose?
i pondered about it after reading the book 'For One More Day'...and i simply went blank..
how was i supposed to know which day to turn back to?..it's not like you know instantly where and when things are gonna take a bad turn..
i have not really had a close shave with death..nor had i fee textremely depressive over some life events..though there had been moments where i once hoped and prayed that they do not even exist..
but thinking back, i never really once regretted how those events started or how i eventually stupidly got involved..
it's because of those events that i learnt about life..it was those that made me what i am today..though not perfectly nice or good or anything near wonderful..it made me understand..
and so, since i can't find any answer..how about you thinking about it?
if you had a chance to bring back 'One Day'..which would you choose?
