:: eLise is me ::: Trapped.

Wednesday, February 21, 2007

La vie est Belle <>

Trapped.

Confused, not knowing what causes all these contradictions. A position which is never a pleasure, nor appreciated. The mind and heart are at conflict, once again. The same old issue.

A battle, that sheds no blood. Only intense heartaches, and invisible tears. The heartaches of being misunderstood. The tears which stem, from the countless failure in trying to cross over. Of the unseen effort, trials, and frustration.

The internal struggle, ever so well disguised, and ever so well kept in the mind. The constant rage of the conscious, and the unconscious. The never ceasing rage. Intense.

A constant overwhelming sensation, which threatens to drown. Even the most well trained, even the toughest.

The invisible confusion, contradictions, conflict, battle, heartache, tears, failures, effort, frustration, struggle, and rage. Invisible.

That automatic barrier. Conscious or unconscious?

That desire to protect, prevent, and maintain. To hold back, even though it so desperately wants to be known.

That facade which seems like a breeze. That facade which seems like a chosen choice. That facade which is never wanted.

Trapped.

Can anyone hear that silent scream for help?

Can you see beyond it all?

All about

: elise :

Jack (or is it Jane?) of all trades,
(almost!)

but Master of none.
(trying to!)

This is my paradise, where I indulge my senses grandiloquently.

A collective effort to keep family & friends updated, and for random strangers to pop by.

I wanted to put a HUGE picture of myself in this space, but being the technologically challenged person that I am, I can't figure out the mojo of it.

So I guess I'll just have to make do with scattering loads of random self-shots all over the blog!

: xoxo :

Hugs & Kisses

: xoxo :

: blabbers :

Gallery of

: memoirs :

Ending

: credits :

Inspired by:

JUICE & Undying Love

Edited by:

Yours Truly... Elise Tan