Crimson Eyes

I was siting all alone on the bench. Angry gray clouds were forming over my head. People were running in both directions. I felt alone in this huge crowd. I don’t have a clear memory when this began this feeling inside of me growing and getting stronger like a virus. This feeling of seclusion
This place was where I come for my peace of mind and take a break from daily routines. I observe people consumed in their own worlds, smiling and laughing. Sometimes my blank mind wonders whether those smiles are real. Other times I wonder even if it is real, how long will it last?
I wasn’t always like this. I can remember though hazy, that sometimes I used to smile. I use to think this world was bright and colorful. But now it’s just black and white with shades of gray. I used to love my life, hang out and have fun with friends but all those are nothing but memories down the river of time.
Everyday it gets a little harder to get out bed, a bit harder to get myself ready. But I’m used to painting a smile over my lips. I would like to have friends, go out to movies and dates. I would also like people to ask for my number and get invited to parties. But they will always remain as a colorless dream.
Sometimes I lie on my bed and wonder if this is a nightmare. Then I pinch myself to get out of it. Yet somehow I never wake up. That is why each and every night I get completely deranged. It feels like I’m stuck in a reality where rotting in the never ending abyss is not even scary.
Some people would define me as a maniac but then again I stopped caring about what people say years ago. No one considers me of their own kind. I wish to meet the unwanted like me. But that is when the wind of realization punches me in my guts and knocks the air out of me.
My head filled with empty thoughts. My heart numbed by this loneliness I face each day. I was stoical from the day I was born. But sometimes this pain is a little more unbearable. I always minded my own business, being happy loving people and caring for others was mainly why I lived. Then to realize it was all just a waste of time. Any person would break down…why should I be an exception?
I remember feeling the wind in my hair. I remember feeling the rain on my skin. I remember happiness and somehow I recall what it felt like to smile.
Every so often I sat on my window pane and saw the innocent bright eyed children playing bringing back shadows of past when I was just like them, how sweet was it to play for long tiring hours and come back home where my mother was waiting for me with milk and cookies. And when I fall down and scrape my knee she would put medicine. Now, I don’t have a person to call my own let alone a home.
I remember sitting around with flowers and looking at the cute neighbor, and hiding behind the fence where we shared our first kiss only to find him gone two days later. I can still see the day after years of waiting I finally graduated from college with my degree only to wander aimlessly around disregarding any comments from anyone telling me that I was hell-bent on wasting my life. Day after day, coming home late and making my mother worried. Then I remember the day I went for a picnic and came back to find my mother in eternal rest lying on the bathroom floor.
I remember the day when I decided to sell everything and move somewhere, where her reminiscences would not haunt me. The tapes unreeled before me showing me the day when I met the new home owners and sold them everything while I packed and moved to New York. I remember getting a job as a lawyer and a partner of the firm.
I remember working vigorously for hours and finally hitting rock bottom one day. I remember going into the bathtub and playing Tic Tac Toe with razorblades on my wrist. I watched mesmerized as the blood flew steadily ticking the seconds away on my life. And I remember gladly going under just to be discovered by the house maid landing me in hospital and then mental asylum.
Now I am lying on my bed again, staring at the blank cream colored ceiling up above, wondering how if feels like to be dead. But no matter how hard I try I am still trapped in my nightmare sewn up into reality. This is the pain you feel when every exhaled breath feels like a silent scream.
Sometimes I wonder if she was alive, whether I would not have gone insane. And then I start to think it was good for her. She didn’t have to witness as much as suffering and hurt of the cruel world as I did. Maybe it was good for me too. Even I can boast that I have been through hell and back to anyone who would listen.
Now thirty years passed down the sands on time in my life but there has always been the fact in my heart that though how easy I have always given up and ended up a looser. Now I’m not going to give up and end up in inferno for eternity.
Everything in my life that happened made me stronger, apathetic I agree, but definitely stronger than anyone. It made my skin thicker and made me learn faster. I can’t give up again because I am a fighter. After all even if it is the same old sun, it is a bright, beautiful new day

How to spot a liar!

Quite often a person feels the need to lie about something - if you are the person being lied to, there are a few simple tips for catching the liar out. This is a list of the top 15 tips.

< Physical expression will be limited and stiff, with few arm and hand movements. Hand, arm and leg movements are toward their own body as the liar tries to take up less space.

2. A person who is lying to you will avoid making eye contact.

3. Hands touching their face, throat & mouth. Touching or scratching the nose or behind their ear. Not likely to touch his chest/heart with an open hand.

4. Timing is off between emotions gestures/expressions and words. Example: Someone says, “I love it!” when receiving a gift and then smiles after making that statement, rather then at the same time the statement is made.

5. Gestures/expressions don’t match the verbal statement, such as frowning when saying “I love you.”6. Expressions are limited to mouth movements when someone is faking emotions (like happy, surprised, sad, awe, ) instead of the whole face. For example; when someone smiles naturally their whole face is involved: jaw/cheek movement, eyes and forehead push down, etc.

7. A guilty person gets defensive. An innocent person will often go on the offensive.

8. A liar is uncomfortable facing his questioner/accuser and may turn his head or body away.

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9. A liar might unconsciously place objects (book, coffee cup, etc.) between themselves and you.

10. A liar will use your words to make answer a question. When asked, “Did you eat the last cookie?” The liar answers, “No, I did not eat the last cookie.” alt="Liar Liar" vspace="4" width="219" border="1" height="209" hspace="4" />

11. A statement with a contraction is more likely to be truthful: “ I didn’t do it” instead of “I did not do it”

12. Liars sometimes avoid “lying” by not making direct statements. They imply answers instead of denying something directly.

13. The guilty person may speak more than natural, adding unnecessary details to convince you… they are not comfortable with silence or pauses in the conversation.

14. A liar may leave out pronouns and speak in a monotonous tone. When a truthful statement is made the pronoun is emphasized as much or more than the rest of the words in a statement.

15. Words may be garbled and spoken softly, and syntax and grammar may be off. In other-words, his sentences will likely be muddled rather than emphasized

Leaving...

Ever heard the quote“Traveling is not just seeing the new; it is also leaving behind. Not just opening doors; also closing them behind you, never to return. But the place you have left forever is always there for you to see whenever you shut your eyes.”
They always say that they will be back...rarely a case when they are except for terminator..and might i remind you that its full of crap like any other damn movie where they say they will be back!Well kiss my ass if you..cuz i know u ain't coming back. But that's okay. Cuz we will meet soon enough. If u don't come back I will go after you..cuz thats what we always do...we follow the people we love..Cuz we dont wanna be left alone when they go into the darkness..
There's a beautiful song into the dark-death cab for the cutie. Its a song that deals with people leaving but on a higher level that i have ever heard before.Mainly one of the reasons why i dig it. And also lets not leave out the fact that its acoustic and the video is awesome.

Love of mine some day you will die
But I'll be close behind
I'll follow you into the dark

In this song lyrics the guy is saying that even if u go i'd still follow u into the dark.

Beautiful song great lyrics but i wonder if actually anyone wud follow me into the dark...

No blinding light or tunnels to gates of white
Just our hands clasped so tight
Waiting for the hint of a spark
If heaven and hell decide
That they both are satisfied
Illuminate the no's on their vacancy signs
If there's no one beside you
When your soul embarks
Then I'll follow you into the dark

Now, I'll let u be the judge of what a love like that is about.A love so tight u cant let go..so willingly u would follow them into the death pit..
Beautiful and short life seems.. When u haven't got our love besides u life seems dull and long..so why live people might ask...cuz when u live u know that there's hope for u to meet someday....

REMINISCE

We always reminise over the time gone by. Instead of the bad times in past and letting it be people thinking about that so much it destroys them and the future with present.Everyones the bad times to change in their life.The bad things in past,they want to change it.But not a lot stops and thinks that if it was all good, the future and present might be so worse than the past you never wanted in the first place

"PAST IS HISTORY
TOMORROW IS A MYSTERY
TODAY IS A GIFT
THAT'S WHY IT'S A GIFT"

Don't forget to take your experiences from the past but never ponder over it.Cause if your history was different you probably wouldn't be where you are today-> that aside you would't be who you are today.So don't be afraid ,DOnt be sad.Psych yourself for tomorow and enjoy the present .What the hell!.....ENJOY LIFE CAUSE ITS A ONCE IN A LIFE TIME EXPERIENCE!!!!!!!....