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....her own world....

Weird is the very nice description you would get;
different would definitely be a good one;
metaphoric would make it to the top ten list;
but a thorned-rose best describes this blog.

Disclaimer: (Art above is not mine)
This blog might be a bit depressing for some, emotions might be stirred, feelings affected, questions left unanswered, etc. Viewer discretion is advised.... If you don't like what you see, don't comment. Just close the tab and it won't bother you anymore. :)
Mi

12 Sept 2012

Blanks

She is blank.

Looking at the picture before her, it is amazing they say it is the story of her life, because everything is unreal to her. It all seems like a movie she is unfamiliar with. Funny irony?? They say this picture is her life. Her future to be precise.

'She was born, she lived and she died'. But that is not true right??
'She was born....and she died'; that seems to be more of what it feels like.

Emotional Drama he says??

How odd.

One would think that when you say something like that, you don't go stop concerning yourself with YOUR unnecessary emotional 'baggage'...'...at least not after the person being spoken to has evidently gone through depression several times...and had to self-help each time...
But then she is the fool for thinking there would be a difference this time when there was nothing remotely close to that the last time....

8 Sept 2012

A Simpleton's Prayer

These days, I feel lost.
As a result, I feel scared.
As a result, I feel doubt.
As a result, I can't move.

These days I don't know what's ahead.
As a result, I don't know what is expected.
As a result, I don't know what to do.
As a result, I can't move. 

These days, I feel a conclusion, without knowing the play. 
As a result, I can't write the next part.
As a result, I can't plan ahead.
As a result, I can't move.

I don't plan the future, He does.
I don't know the next move, He does.
I don't see the end, He does.
So I cry here for help. 

Based on Old English Times....

A girl runs away from home after you tell her, unceremoniously, that she is a bastard and unwanted. Then she is found by one of your groomsmen, who saves her and tajes her on a journey with him since no one seems to want her. Said girl tries to commit suicide when it seems groomsman would marry someone else, and there is no place for her. He saves her once more, realizes they have feelings for each other and get married to her. Then, due to unforeseen circumstances, she has to come back to her home to ask for help to save the groomsman. Then the family, with the passing of the two who hated the girl the most - grandmother and father - welcome her with 'open' arms. The catch is that she must divorce the groomsman, as he is not 'fit' to be with her. She threatens to disappear again if the family should try to interfere. Mother, who refuses to eat with the groomsman as she does not 'eat with servants' goes to tell the man to leave the girl. She says he should leave her for a week and test her feelings for him. She blames the feelings of the girl on the journey she has been on. The man leaves. Of course the girl, as soon as  she finds out, runs off and catches up with him. 

What annoys mi in all this isn't the nerve of the mother to make such a request, but the untrusting man. Doubting Thomas. While it is understandable for him to doubt her feelings based on their financial differences - she was raised as a lady and he was and still is regarded as a 'working man' or a servant - it is still a bit rude to doubt a person's feelings for you, after said person has tried to commit suicide because she thought she would loose you. While suicide isn't something I would recommend, it makes mi wonder just what one has to do to prove his or her love these days. I mean if suicide does not remove the doubts, then what would??