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31/05/2007
Unwanted everywhere
What keeps me alive? Actually, I dont know ! Maybe i have nowhere to go! If dead people are taken to the sky, i am not sure that the sky will accept me. If they do embrace the earth, im not sure that my tomb will accept me either. I feel unwanted everywhere!
As I have always believed that we are living a silly life, I force myself to believe in a silly dream, believing like i have the silliness to succeed in this silly world. Intelligence is fatal in this silly world. Better be silly to believe in paradise...
Paradise is within...I know...living in peace with oneself is paradise itself ! but as i am a sadistic person, i prefer to suffer before...maybe i would enjoy it better..i wont let it go if i get it by force.
Life is a song! Not everbody has a sweet voice to sing it well. I cant have celine Dion’s voice. You may have tried hard, like me, to sing Titanic’s theme just the way Celine did, and just when you are making your best to sound like her, it looks the sarcastic way! As if you are making fun of of it while you were actually seriously singing like Celine...Life is a song...Sorry cant have Alanis Morisette’s voice.
Love is morphene. It calms pain for a while. If you are lucky enough, a while can be long enough. When there’s no love, you just keep on bleeding to death. Maybe that’s why some people had shorter lives. To be consoled, we believe that they are granted a much blessed love, that of God and His angels.
When God was distributing chance and fortune, he forgot me. Perhaps he could not see me just like my surroundings do not. I am doomed to be unseen and unheard as well.
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You are read, appreciated and loved by all those who got to know u closely. Dixit me, and all the friends u made in KFST (those that I know of at least).
You are a joyful, thoughtful, delicate, wonderful, beautiful, wise (though pessimistic) young lady.
Remember? We were seeing each other at KFST, but we never spoke to each other. We happened to travel together one day on that famous tanger rabat train, and within 5 hours, we knew every single detail about each other'slife.
We had fun, we talked, we wept, we shouted, we sang (didn't we?), we laughed....
Main message: kouboul, mutual trust, respect, deep sympathy, and strong feelings.
We don't get to meet or talk often (once a year or so, right?), but I love u very much. I want u to know that.
Safi, salit.
Daba take care!
Ecrit par : Selma | 01/06/2007
That day in the train is unforgettable and exceptional ! Let me tell you that it was the first time i feel so easily at ease with somebody...you know how much it takes me to build a real friendship. With you, i needed no effort. everything was there even we have never talked to each other. Let's say our souls were (compatible) :D
Thanks for the nice words, ill try to remember them and repeat them inside whenever i am depressed. Thanks providence for making of us such great friends. I love you too my sweet Slima
Ecrit par : Ana | 01/06/2007
I love the way you write and see things.
"Love is morphene. It calms pain for a while. If you are lucky enough, a while can be long enough..."
Ecrit par : Rime | 07/07/2007
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