It's not funny to see my Blogger turn out like this. It's not funny when what I said previously brought forth some meaning I least wanted it to bring.
It's not funny either, that after a timeless detour, everything falls back to square one.
It's like telling me, Miss Stupidity, you are a good-for-nothing failure.
Really? Am I like what you perceive?
I chose to let things pass because I didn't want to make a big din out of it.
I chose to feign ignorance so that you can preserve your self-perceived well deserved dignity.
I chose to tear in darkness to keep the fairytale intact in the eyes of others.
But where does it bring me?
Into a cave of accusations? Of reprimands which reverberated through the emptiness?
In stillness I lay. My mind wandered into the past, into nothingness, into imaginary-land.
Where all sins lie.
Cold as ice. Perhaps colder. But I didn't shiver.
Surprisingly my heart is still beating. I thought it stopped. I thought those words put a dagger right through it.
Effortless. As if all life was drained. To swallow the text took the whole chunk of what is left of me.
Nevermind. It doesn't matter.
Yes, I'm sure the words above will work this time, just like any other times when they were chanted over and over again.
Nevermind, it doesn't matter.
And I just thought of my clothes in the washing machine. Shucks.
