The Thin Line

A letter I send to my self

Confessions no longer inside my head

Confrontation

No longer imaginations

Searches

Thoughts

A letter that no one shall read

I am afraid to admit my defeat

I received it the other day

I forgot that I had sent it to me

Dear myself,

How I miss you

It has been a while

Since I spoke with you

You are always busy

So I wrote to you

A story of my sorrow

In finding you

Upon the streams

Tides caught you

And your dreams

Controlled you

Forgot about me

It’s your right though

But please

Remember me every now and then

I can wait but till when?

A comparison

You are always doing

A decision

You are never showing

A truth

You ignore knowing

What you preach

You couldn’t reach

And what you teach

Is in your speech

In your search

You forgot about me

You forgot about we

And how we used to be

Living in harmony

A struggle

The voices

Lost

Which is mine?

We sound the same

For the listener it’s one, main!

One main voice that they blame

A conversation

But will never end

The mind

And what’s inside

What’s rational

And what’s behind

A convention

Protection

Thoughts

In detention

A path

So convincing

But questions

Before submission

Have you done your decision?

What a mission!

So you chose to run

And ignore my other letters

So you think days will get better?

Then you will reply

That’s the hope I am holding to tight

But if not

Then just don’t

We can always sail a part

But with broken hearts

You are standing across the line

Your try to make it a mile

I defy you to walk across it

Because you will never admit it

A question no one can answer

Still you search for an imaginary person

Inside your box

You read your books

And I still watch over you

Every step you do

Because I am you

What hurts me hurts you

So why don’t we meet?

In those old street

We used to stay and talk

When we used to be broke

Tell me why are you on the other side?

You think its bright?

No its not

And I miss you too

But the search can never end

The proof must be found

Still

No clues

My life is turning blue

Sure you know

Myself is you

The line is thin

Yeah, that’s the truth

It’s even thinner between

Happiness and sadness

Sin and regret

Remembrance and forget

An hour and the next

Failing a test

Insanity

Humanity

Dignity

Belief

Truth and a lie

Silence and a cry

Your time to die

Heaven and hell

Heaven and hell

Heaven and hell!

Thank you for replying

Your words got me crying

The thin lines are every where

You must know it’s there

So will we just grow apart

Is this how you see it?

Can you believe it?

Well, we must say good bye

I will still keep my eye on you

I am you

But nothing I can do

But I will miss you

You chose the other side

You crossed the line

You are no longer mine

But you are still inside

I own you no more

But you will always know the door

You know my floor

When you reach the core

And you get sure

I will be in my place

And you will be questioning your faith

You will be back again

But you will suffer the pain

Pain

In vain

Life is a train

A lot of stops

Choices

Voices

In and out

The Usher shouts

Your stop is here

You jump

Sometime it’s not your stop

So you jump in again

It was in vain

But one stop we both are sure about

The one with no whereabouts

Comes without an invitation

Takes us to the final destination

Onto the other side

So do you still choose your side?

And cross the thin line?

The Thin Line