Pain....

I was browsing through the net... Only to discover a photo. How weird to know, how weird to find that a photo can give you pain. Pain like a knifestab. As it is, I can't even write clearly rite now. What you guys see as a complete passage is actually wriiten with large pauses. Hell, I'm surprised that I'm not breaking down rite now. I can't think clearly rite now. I just hope that I can drive with clarity later. Coz if grief were to cloud my eyes, well, see ya on the other side.

The pain. It stabs. It twists. It rends. It saps the soul. And it is surprising to note that I'm actually lying to myself. I thought I was truthful with myself. What happened just goes to show that I'm not. How I wish that could undo my mistakes. How I wish that I could find my purpose earlier. That I could set my sights on a target earlier. But its too late now. And I'm reaping what I sow earlier. If this is what they call divine retribution, then I guess I deserve it. To think of it, I'm still lucky. This is just a small price. Therefore, I need to change.

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaa.... I need to scream..
later... I can't think..