I stumbled upon a scribbled note I usually make from way back. It does not make much of a “poetic sense” but I just love how you can play and combine words that actually can make perfect sense.
April 29, 2012 @ 1:00 am
I guess that pouring your heart out into an imaginary paper
would not necessarily mean
that you have let your feelings out for once…
Coz it may seem that you want to express all these,
then letting yourself to experience the pain
is what you pay for its price…
Bleeding for a hundred time
is never really satisfying..
It is just something that makes you
more vulnerable and broken