When will my feeble mind stop dreaming for the impossible.
When will I learn to stop wanting what I can never have.
When will I see the light that's been blown out.
When will my desires burn to ash.
When will everything be ok.
When will you love me for who I am.
When will I stop coming around anymore.
When will the dry of my eyes exist no longer.
When will I stop allowing myself to feel and bury my heart.
September 22, 2011
September 9, 2011
This time around
There are times when you know what you're suppose to do, but where do you find the courage to do so? At what part do you overcome the "what ifs" and to hell with everything?
This isn't a tragedy, it's not a melodrama. Just a girl, living in a state of doubts and insecurities. What does she doubt? Why, her very being. The existence of her beliefs. Is she strong enough to stand before her maker and spit in his eye? We try not to second guess ourselves, we hear the words our instincts are screaming, but do we comprehend?
This isn't a big deal. It could be the tiniest insecurity, or the fall of her. How do you confront a dead past? What if you bring it back to life? What if it takes your life instead? What if your biggest fear of not being able to let go comes true? That contentment is faux. How can we live on with no ending? The wait is killing us.
This time around, who will come out on top? Can I just keep my pride intact, please.
This isn't a tragedy, it's not a melodrama. Just a girl, living in a state of doubts and insecurities. What does she doubt? Why, her very being. The existence of her beliefs. Is she strong enough to stand before her maker and spit in his eye? We try not to second guess ourselves, we hear the words our instincts are screaming, but do we comprehend?
This isn't a big deal. It could be the tiniest insecurity, or the fall of her. How do you confront a dead past? What if you bring it back to life? What if it takes your life instead? What if your biggest fear of not being able to let go comes true? That contentment is faux. How can we live on with no ending? The wait is killing us.
This time around, who will come out on top? Can I just keep my pride intact, please.
April 6, 2011
The days without....?
Hi guys! Long time since I've posted, but then, i highly doubt anybody reads my jibberish. :D But for those who do, i'm stump.
What am I without these days? A muse. Inspiration. A desire. I feel like the days just blend into one another, and as much as I love routines to death, I believe it is taking it's toll on me. But I don't feel satisfied. What am I missing? What have I been going without?
Not a guy for sure, my baby's got me covered :) I love you sweetheart.
Then what is my new inner drive? What am I to do with myself now? If life were like a chick flick, I could simply walk away and "find myself". But that is the hardest part to do. To just leave everything and not have any worries or guilt. So why couldn't it be so easy? What burdens us? That noose around our neck is only getting tighter, why haven't I found a way to escape yet? Cut the ties? Ah but I have but my own two hands, hands that cease to do as I wish when it made the knot to begin with.
I want a simple life. I don't need glam or glitter. Call me boring, but I just want to be happy.
I have an idea, but...where are the steps leading to that future? Why am I still sitting in the dark? Gotta get up. Gotta make up my mind.
Is it time to live yet?
What am I without these days? A muse. Inspiration. A desire. I feel like the days just blend into one another, and as much as I love routines to death, I believe it is taking it's toll on me. But I don't feel satisfied. What am I missing? What have I been going without?
Not a guy for sure, my baby's got me covered :) I love you sweetheart.
Then what is my new inner drive? What am I to do with myself now? If life were like a chick flick, I could simply walk away and "find myself". But that is the hardest part to do. To just leave everything and not have any worries or guilt. So why couldn't it be so easy? What burdens us? That noose around our neck is only getting tighter, why haven't I found a way to escape yet? Cut the ties? Ah but I have but my own two hands, hands that cease to do as I wish when it made the knot to begin with.
I want a simple life. I don't need glam or glitter. Call me boring, but I just want to be happy.
I have an idea, but...where are the steps leading to that future? Why am I still sitting in the dark? Gotta get up. Gotta make up my mind.
Is it time to live yet?
March 18, 2011
March 17, 2011
Queen Seon Deok Drama
This is what I'm currently watching. 62 episodes. Finally it is coming to an end. I'm on episode 51.
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