Friday, June 3, 2011

Always, that feeling of wanting, of being of want of something, but never knowing what exactly you were yearning for. ( "Desire is always cruel'') Insidious, surreptitious, it is burrowing its way into your skin, crawling into  the network of blood vessels, its sharp hooks latching onto the lining of the walls, feeding off on the fear, the hidden insecurities and inadequacies, the misplaced hopes and unanswered prayers, the buried memories and repressed emotions. It waits, biding its time. Waiting for that split second of hesitation, that moment of weakness, and then, like a predator sensing the opportune moment to pounce on its prey- it strikes.

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