a confession

here i have a confession.....i am an addict
i am addicted to fall

i like falling...i fear heights but i love dephts
because i have been into it ..

i have a glass full of innocent desire ...i can see through it
but i don't like its test
so i add some more stuff
and then some more and more.....

what i get is something opaque
but i like its test ......

i was trying to make something sweet
i made something else
i sip it anyways ......

i daily fill the cup..the cup of life
it just get empty
well,this is just another of my pastimes

i don't have desire to feel these days ......but the feelings remain
may be transient
but i never stopped....

so the journey go on and on....

i love it ..i hate it
afterall this is all i have got...

but then i cry
& i jus wanna break free