Words don't suffice.

      You can't play on broken strings, you can't fly on broken wings. Sometimes words spewed out be it unintentionally or intentionally, can cause a certain amount of damage that is irreparable. Sometimes, people want a last chance to feel again, the last moments to savor something delectable; chances come and go. Excuses crop up and are lost in oblivion.
     
     Sometimes, the very people who walk around with a smile on their face are the ones that need the most help. The ones who go around with carved skin under their skirts and with burn marks on their legs beneath their jeans; extend a hand. Breathing can barely even be done sometimes; with pain comes healing?? What if we happen to be at the end of the domino?? Expect the worst?? What is the worst?? What if the worst we expect is not enough?? So much is lingering in my brain. My little neurons are just working at optimum speed. Broken glass can never be fixed again unless melted down. I think human souls are very like that too.


      Broken hearts that are barely beating, they can rarely be put on life support. Sometimes, funny questions pop up. Like are we real?? Or are we puppets of an epiphany?? Think about it deeply, are we truly held by strings?? Is everything we do measured by some kind of constant or scale?? How much is a human soul worth?? 


You can't play on broken strings, you can't fly on broken strings.
Sorry is the hardest word to be said. Ego is the hardest thing to be killed.


-Lishia-