I'm at the moment where words seems to be meaningless, like those sounds uttered by a kid. I read these lines as they coming out through my head, where love letters and sweet notes were just mere, emotionless phrases.
I'm at the moment where words I write seems to be fool, like words just placed together for a desperate attempt to make a thought.
These words who once my weapon and my voice now turned into incomprehensible, nonsense group of letters. Like a blunt knife trying to pierce a stoned heart.
I guess, Words have lost their hold over me.
Labels: poetry, self