Its better to live in a silence

No pain to regain

Nothing to be shame

No need to comprehend

Cause its about you in the end

No one will drag you down

Even when you’re around

Believe me it’ll be fun

Better to live on your own

From work to home

Be unsociable

Not controllable

Thats comfortable; unpreachable

You’ve tried a lot

You’ve cried a lot

Do not forgot; for what is what

Yourself is what you had

 

 

 

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Million of faces, people in the street

They walk with their brains

Under the sun they’re having fun

I see the excitement and happiness

For whatever reason every person

Have its own life stations

VERY soon they’ll be home

Those faces was warmth

Others may look a harm

But ill loved to stare with them

Makes me wonder whats in their brain

Like mine travelling side to side

Curiosity that i cant hide

I want to hear each those stories

It’s slowly whispering in my ears

Im an observant, whats on their mind?

Those faces was perfectly fits on each kind

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Last view

I’m moving on

For what the worlds need me to know

The last time you smiled

Your eyes says goodbye

My empty heart need your lullaby

It hurt like the sun sip through my skin

Memories was gone together with the rain

It hurt like bitten my own tongue

Slowly killing the remaining pain

Your body without a soul

A mannequin with no emotions

This is how we ended

Two hearts got separated

I know, no one created to last

Your shadows gone fast

I missed you my lass

Your last body laid lifeless,i cried

I’m just wondering how you begin again

On how you cure a given pain

On how to puzzled some sort of words

Your thought was broke but still you hold

Your no longer near nor far

Your just away like above the star

She won’t understand

Alone it’s what you want

You cant think of any reasons

Your stuck with your emotions

She won’t hear from you

You’ll be gone, perhaps maybe

If love means so much,its called a history such

Days will heal your suffering

Then you’ll fall in love again

 

 

There are people who have broken your heart. Who have hurt you. Who have broken your trust. But look carefully. There are some who love you, who trust you and are proud of you. Yes, there were things that didn’t work. There were moments when life was really harsh. But think carefully. There were moments when things worked out the way you wanted. When you were smiling. When life was pleasant. Yes, you made mistakes. You felt bad for yourself. But think carefully. There were moments when you were proud of yourself. When you followed your heart. When you did what you wanted to do. So relax. Your past is gone. Shape your future and have fun in the present. Life is never the way we want it to be. But that’s the way it is. You are not perfect. No one else is. You have flaws. Everyone has. You made mistakes. Everyone has. You failed at something. Everyone has. You can try again. So relax. You are a good human being. You are lovable. You are beautiful. Don’t be so harsh on your life. Love yourself. Because you deserve the best and that is you.

“To my ex lover “

“To my ex lover “

I can’t deny that I’ve had the best times with you. You knew me more than any other person — my crazy quirks, my endless secrets, my stupid routines — everything. I have poured every inch of my being to you. I have loved you with all my heart.

I’m not writing this letter because I want to hurt you. I’m writing this because this is the only way I can repair myself. This is my way of mending the wounds you left; my way of filling the empty holes that are slowly consuming me — because the pain has to stop somehow.

Do you still remember? How fearful I was to get attached to you? I think that was our first real argument. I was so scared to have something so beautiful, that suddenly, I have something to lose. And then, the inevitable came. I lost the one thing I wanted the most — I lost you.

Some people may say you were the one who lost. I was the one who ended this, right? I was the one who called it quits. In situations more than I could count, I tried to convince myself that you were the one who lost something worth-holding on to. But to tell you the truth? We both lost.

But I also started losing the sadness that came with loving you. I started losing the self-hate and the questions that always lingered my mind: Was I not enough? Am I doing something wrong? Do you not love me anymore? I started losing the tears that came every time I thought about you. One night, it just stopped. I could not cry about you anymore. I could not keep beating myself up just because you do not see my value. I may have lost you, but I found myself in the process of doing so. So for that, I thank you.

I thank you for the broken promises, and the hurtful words. I thank you for the blatant excuses and the lies that came with them. I thank you for all the times you chose other people over me (and God knows how painful it is to be your least priority). I thank you for the inconsistency and the plans never made into action. I thank you for the days I spent locked inside my room, wondering if I did something wrong. I thank you for the heartbreak. It is indeed painful — more than I could ever put into words. But it helped me, somehow. So thank you.

I can’t lie. My heart still shatters every time I’m reminded of you. Hell, I’d still tear myself apart for you in a heartbeat. But I’m slowly learning to stop. My pen would always bleed your name, that’s the truth. You would always be a part of me. But someday — sooner, I hope — I’ll finally be able to let you go. This letter is one step closer to moving on, and I find comfort in that.

I have loved you, maybe I still do. But then again, the pain has to stop somehow. I always wished the best for you. But maybe the best for you does not include me — and I’m starting to learn how to live with that. I hope you do too.

09-06-17

It’s funny how its easily pissed me off

Cause i know what is real

Cause i know how it feels

You play a game 

Is that for fame?

I shouldn’t be affected 

Cause i know i’m authentic

Cause i know its not realistic

And i’m not supposed to be hurt

Cause i know i’m strong

Cause i know, i don’t belong