my immortal

this was written two years ago.

this is the song which describes most of us. i gave my own interpretation to this song. you can see it at the end of this post, after the lyrics of the song.

"My Immortal"

I. I'm so tired of being here
Suppressed by all my childish fears
And if you have to leave
I wish that you would just leave
'Cause your presence still lingers here
And it won't leave me alone

*These wounds won't seem to heal
This pain is just too real
There's just too much that time cannot erase


**When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears
When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears
And I held your hand through all of these years
But you still have
All of me

II. You used to captivate me
By your resonating light
Now I'm bound by the life you left behind
Your face it haunts
My once pleasant dreams
Your voice it chased away
All the sanity in me

*These wounds won't seem to heal
This pain is just too real
There's just too much that time cannot erase


III. I've tried so hard to tell myself that you're gone
But though you're still with me
I've been alone all along

**When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears
When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears
And I held your hand through all of these years
But you still have
All of me..

simple yet so meaningful. tis song has been with me ever since. i love the words taht tends to describe me especially the voice within me. the voice that wants to go out but is hindered, the voice taht tends to burst out but is modulated.

stucked in the same old place all over gain. falling to the same spot even if i try to rise. i think im clinging to the promise of FOREVER.

IM TIRED OF THESE BASELESS CRITICISMS. im sick of the  judgement people. i thought i can just ignore them.. i thought i can stop my heart from reacting.. i thought i can just fight with a pen and  a paper.. i thought it will be easy if ill suffer amnesia.. i was wrong. (I)

tired of seeing the distance between me and them, tired of realizing that from kilometers, it turns to miles everyday. i cant reach them because they leave me behind, they cant give me a chance. imbored of being just a simple nobody in a world where everybody was expected to be somebody. i need o fix myself. i need to heal my own wounds. but the scar would just remain. *

criticisms always make me think deep. i am always being tailed. theyve been part of my dark nights and i am becoming so sarcastic and silly..