TwistedFate

I see you, who you really are I see the pain beneath the scars I see the fear locked in your heart A fear of love, tearing you apart Inside, you want that companionship That someone who won't abandon ship But you're afraid to open your mind Cos in the past, someone was unkind Yet I see it, the love you so desperately hide I see the cravings you have locked inside But it's not my place to tell you how to live Nor is it anyone else's advice to give But I see it all, hidden deep inside you I see through you, cos I've been there too And that strong face that the world sees May fool many, but you'll never fool me Cos I see the loneliness in the tears you don't cry And I see it all, in your lying eyes 

Alone at the bar, trying to drown his sorrows wandering to himself if there's a better tomorrow with each sip, he dwells further into his past sitting there through the night, until the bottle spills its last A bottle, a bucket of ice and an ashtray on his table drinking all night until he cant stand, or is barely able a mind already so clouded, just getting darker once a clear picture, now blurred out by a black marker Reminiscing about the his past mistakes Singing sad songs, wondering what it takes To amend his wrongs and make things right But he slips so far,  he just gives up the fight The bar keep looks at him, staring blindly into space wondering to himself 'how does this guy keep this pace?' his mind is open and free from all the poisonous memories, only when his body is overflowing with booze, does he find his victory The only thing that he doesn't want to is get in to a fight because that would only ruin not only his but also ever...

What the hell is this country coming to? why are we turning a blind eye to the atrocities that keep happening? children are being abused and killed, women are being raped, murders all over the place, blatant disregard for human life on roads? is it just me or has Sri Lanka  'evolved' so much that human beings, have become unbelievably stupid? Let's begin with the number of road accidents that have been happening over the last month or so, all because of stupid drivers with no patience, because everyone has to be in such a damn hurry, that they don't realise other lives are in danger. The worst of the accidents thus far, involved two buses and a defender. Whoever was driving the defender, was on the wrong side of a singular white line and was speeding toward a blind bend. And for what? what was the point of that? so many died, so many were injured, and it all could've been prevented. Staying on the topic of road accidents and road rage, there have been several incide...

Memories are all we have left of the past whether they're good or bad, they always last they are all that remain of us in the end for all our time with our family and friends From the carefree days of our childhood to the ultimate chaos that is our adulthood every success or failure always stays in our mind regardless if the journey was pleasant or unkind They are all we have of the places we've been of the love, sorrow and beauty we've seen in an instant they can make us happy or sad because they are all we have of what we had They are the best and worst of times gone by they have the the power to make us laugh or cry because sometimes remembering is a curse and it does nothing but make things worse These are the things we try to erase from memory things like pain, sadness, heartbreak and treachery but for some reason the memories that always linger are the very ones that hurt like a scorpions stinger Memories are a record of all we've been t...

It plays in his head like it was only yesterday, waiting for her to get dressed, so they can be on their way butterflies in his stomach, both his knees are wobbling with just one glimpse of her, his heart started to sing Deep down he knew then, that he had found love, that finally he found his soul mate, his one true dove despite barely knowing her, he knew exactly what he felt she was the only one, who could make his heart melt It was too good to be true, like something out of a film he wanted to tell her then, he wanted to go out on a limb how much he actually loved her, he didn't know where to begin he just held her hand in his so tightly and kept his words within Arm in arm they walked, that cold November night holding each other close, nothing ever felt so right  both of them smiling, they couldn't help but wonder if both their hearts were beating, like a loud rolling thunder They sit across the dinner table, again he reaches for her hand they were both so happy, smiling c...

Once again he fights to go to sleep, wanting to make things right and earn his keep everyday he battles memories of his past he craves to be free of pain at long last Blood, sweat and tears, spilled like a soldier, with every hour that goes by, he feels the world get colder in his heart of hearts, he knows he's not the only one that suffers one would think all the scars would make him tougher How does one survive a life of broken dreams?, to clear a mind so beaten, internally he screams continuing down that long and lonely road, his shoulders weighed down by a heavy load Once again lying a wake in his bed, wondering if he can make true, the visions in his head, life is a fight, a battle and sometimes a war emotions so pure, so painful, so raw Battered and beaten, he keeps getting back to his feet, knowing he has to stand up, even in the face of defeat onward he plods and pushes through the demons both near and far and his memories will haunt him forever, lik...