27 February 2009

New Song. Yey!

Sad days actually inspire. No wonder there's so many good, undiscovered, miserable songs out there. The world's really the pits. Nyahaha.

Still ironing out some of the tunes.

Goodbye, Goodbye, Goodbye

by Precious G.

Intro: D-Esus4-Em-G

D-Esus4-Em-G

I used to call you in the middle of the night

Just to tell you that you're on my mind

I used to know you (but I know) but that's all in the past

D-Esus4-Em-G

Do you remember all the things we've said (all the time we've spent)

(Now) I know better but it's just too late

(And) I never want to feel this way again

Am-F#m-A-G#m7

Oh, who would have thought something beautiful could end

Oh (No), I never want to go this way again

D

Goodbye, don't call me

Esus4 E

Goodbye, I don't wanna dream

G C

Goodbye, I can't bear to hear your name

D

Goodbye, don't remind me

Esus4 Em

Goodbye, I don't want to remember

G D-Esus4-Em-G

Goodbye, Goodbye, Goodbye

then, intro chords with different strumming and the song repeats itself.

05 February 2009

Leave Me Alone

These battle scars are proof of my pain. Maybe, just maybe, if I could materialize how much it hurts, the pain would cease. It doesn't matter what's the reason, I don't want to bear my heart out to the world. I just want to breathe again without my chest getting tighter and tighter. Still, all this time, I know the one thing I want, but I can never have it. I had it once, but you cannot insist a square to fit into a circle. One has to change its shape, but that's not the way for people. Right now, if I just had a choice, I'd throw my heart out and feed it to the kids begging on the streets. Hearts are for humans, and humans are social beings. Right now, I just want to be anywhere but here.

Quote for the day.

"I don't know what's sadder. This, or the truth that I actually feel freer and more relieved that it's now over between us."

Not everyone may understand what I'm saying, but the few who do, I hope you get what I'm trying to say. Please don't force me to come out. I don't want to be anywhere but in my own jail cell. I caused this to happen, I dealt the final blow to what marked the most meaningful times in my life. The worst thing about this is that though all this time he insisted I was not a burden, at the end I proved that once again I was right.

Delusion was never good thing, but maybe if I had deluded myself a bit more he would have turned around. But I can't take anymore, so I gave him the reason he needed. My life as I know it is officially over. Please give me time to figure out if I still want to proceed.

02 February 2009

The Worst Thing

They say it's better to have loved and lost than not to have loved at all. But the worst thing in life is not having loved, but being made to believe that you're actually capable of being loved, when the truth is that you are not capable of being loved by an person or creature, regardless of your affinity and sphere of living, for any extended period of time. To be made to think you were ever worth something, when you truly never were. Not now, not ever, not at all. That is the most painful thing at all.

Not to have loved and lost, but to realize that there was nothing for you to lose in the first place.