Vulnerable
Wednesday, July 8, 2009 @ Wednesday, July 08, 2009
There, in the middle of the room.
Agirl.
alone.
Crying her heart out.
glass of the mirror shattered like her soul.
broken.
Blood bursting from her cuts.
She was sitting in a pool of blood.
hurt.
she calls out"angel, where are you now?"
she knows he won't come
reality.
now, she can't breathe no more.
her heart can't take anymore beatings.
tired.
at last, her last breath
escaping her body, a soul,now free
freedom.
maybe you knew her.
maybe a friend.
maybe a cousin
maybe a sister
maybe a random stranger.
just maybe
maybe.
Why?
why do we put ourselves in such vulnerable situations.
no it aint them,its never been about them its always been us.
its our own fault.
despite all the warning that nature throws at us.
we still continue.
we make the choice.
so?
now, who's the one to blame?
we.
We hurt ouselves.
we don't listen
we listen too much to that little voice called"hope"
we cling on to the small ounce that justifies our "hope"
yet, it simply doesnt make sense.does it?
invisible relationships.
those are the worse.