Diary of Sin (1)
It was not the life we were in need, it was just the life that our intutions were in search for.
Girls and boys, together, having no clue about the after-life, playing, dancing, kissing each other and we were pretending not to know about getting old, death, soil though we were afraid, though it was hurting us, we were just pretending not to know.
Satan was not planning over us anymore, because he knew that we had better plans, he knew we could plan better anymore.
We were listening some old timers songs being unaware of the pain they paid for us under the soil finally where we would make our homes, maybe finally where we would feel the same…
But our plans were unplanned, our sins were unforgivable, we were completing each missing part of our lives with mistakes. There was nothing to describe our hopeless situations better than the way we used our minds. It was not helping us differ from animals, on the contrary it made us animals. We were so poor. We had no excuse. We were just walking over the sin, crashing the heaven promised upon the promise we gave but never could keep. We were dying man… dying…
Etiketler: Diary of Sin