Monday, March 9

For in that sleep of death, what dreams may come ....

This is life as we sleep, dream and see as every minute passes by as we grow and just be it is life.


Are we really alive?

Is all of this real?

Why do we wakeup to strive?

Why do we, in the first place, feel?


They tell us, "this is life"you have to struggle, some are naive and some are vain you have to even, suffer!When ur in pain, unbearable pain. All they can tell us is; "this is life"


What is life?

Why are we still ?

Breathing it huh...bleeding it....wanting it "dead" is alot much simpler and easier a grave is everyones last bed down there, it's happier.

This is not a suicide note.. ingat tu...

Posted by Ujang_MD :: 3/09/2009 10:22:00 PM :: 0 Comments:

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