rasik

hi, i am rasik. this is where i put the words that feel too heavy to carry.

    • will the pain stop?

      staring at the crossroad
      through the abyss
      life – bought and sold
      still searching for peace

      thoughts – they won’t leave me
      of ropes and ladders
      a quantum of happiness and i’m
      scared and shattered

      chances: badly fared
      and the world goes on
      will a moment be spared
      if i’m gone?

      could it be better somewhere
      with but just a hop
      freight train on the tracks
      will the pain stop?

    • nomad

      a rucksack full of clothes
      memories, in every pocket
      and one old, bulky laptop
      to relive them all

      i find myself asleep now
      berth to berth, shivering
      forgotten by life itself
      and i – forgetting to live

      trapped within my own mind
      staring at walls made of failure
      desperate for a window
      just for a ray of light

      aimless at the crossroads
      dragging my feet on, and on
      how i hope this sack were light
      and i’d just find home

    • unpause
      i used to be someone not special, just unique floating with confidence in the air free look at me now disgust and pity is all that can be conjured through those eyes i lost my way trying too hard to please others knowing my futile actions would betray my cause and now i stand again at the crossroads of choice crossing my fingers for life to unpause
    • raise

      stuck in here with nothing but swirling whirlpool of thoughts and the devil is calling for my sins are but a few

      the time i gave up on realized my betrayal just in time and the time is betraying for my present is askew

      days are darker and nights light my eyes now bereft of shine and the devil is calling for its pupil new

    • not easy
      it’s not as easy as it seems to be for my lips are smiling but not my broken heart am i to suffer in perpetuity for that one mistake one time but what of all the good i did to wander aimlessly waiting for you for just one more night but you seem to have moved on it is not as it seems for my eyes seem to sparkle but not my dead soul
    • Erratic Thoughts # 67
      It is so easy to forget about texture of life and get lost in all the gloss… So much temptation in letting go of the good and embracing the bad. All it takes is a will, to lack any will. 
    • this curse

      i can never have hope for life will break it will promise you the sun if you could just make it only to snatch away every shred of happiness and laugh away at your life a pathetic crumpled mess

    • Erratic Thoughts # 66
      Just because the eyes are sleeping doesn’t mean that the mind is taking a nap too… 
    • Erratic Thoughts # 65
      Hard to get rid of inertia. The moment you lose focus, you make it difficult to get back to it. Maybe that’s because of the realisation of how easy it is to be lazy. 
    • Erratic Thoughts # 64
      Days go by so fast that you don’t even realize how afraid you were to face tomorrow till yesterday! 
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