Experience and thought

Once in a lifetime I do not essay happiness well, I never have. I always likened my life to brushing out your hair in the back of a convertible while it's going alone the length of a coast, about a hundred miles an hour. Combing out the knot and the tangles just to throw your hair in the wind for it to get all caught up again. I don't write happy well, I never have. The words that blot out of my pen often weave themselves into blankets and cloaks of melancholy of bottom of the pit hopelessness. All about love You know, when doubt poses danger when you pose danger. The kind of love that makes you feel like you're at the doorstep and you've been ringing the bell for far too long. Reaching out for a hand to take yours but it only ever results in a series of near misses of everything that could possibly be incomplete include you. Nothing as dramatic as waking up at five in the morning in a puddle of tears but you know the kind of hollowness you feel when you

I don’t know what is wrong with me and why am I so restless. Whom do I complain, whom do I blame, why are these mind games happening to me. My friend is the damn pain; now let all the aim go in vain . Heart suffering from Love   Every day I tell myself that you need to relax. Even I want to stay happy and stay away from these pointless thoughts. Any idea how do I free myself from these big fat iron chains? My head is not in place, which thought has taken over me? I am alive because of my parents otherwise I have no reason to live. Why is my point of view changing, I am just not happy within. Feels like someone has pierced a big screw throw my heart. Sometime I feel I know her but then I get no clue. Heart suffering from break up   Wait! Don’t tell me that it’s you? Hello baby is it you? Is it you who is sitting inside me secretly like a coil? What else do you want? Whatever I had you have almost taken it all. I cannot believe you silly girl that you are still a