thoughts4u@akj

He erred in his decision, leaving him wondering "was I so thirsty that I couldn't differentiate between poison and elixir..?" but then his alter ego spoke "Idiot, poison or elixir your thirst has been quenched."

 Tonight I write with the blood of my heart for I find no better ink to write the painful words  that I dare not to speak to you Tonight I write with the knife that tasted my blood for I find no better pen  to hold the ink with which I write the painful words  that I dare not to speak to you Tonight I write on the sands of time for I find no better canvas to etch the words I write so painfully numb that I dare not to speak to you But then the ink didnt hold, the pen was not so sharp, and the canvas so thin that the words  I dare not to speak to you were lost forever..