Time flows
But this wound still surprises me
I stomped hard on that dying ember somewhere within
Thickened the layers of frost around my heart
Hoping to numb whatever it is that im feeling
Couldn't say what i truly feel
Instead i say what i thought was right
Hearing your voice made me truly realized i haven't stopped missing you
Even while asking God to remove this pain I cried at the thought that
It could mean letting go of how much you meant to me
How could i think like this?
Am i stupid?
To hold onto what is left of your traces even if it is pain
I really, really didn't know i have the capacity to love someone like this
Even when our future is a black hole
I should've given up already
And it's not like i did'nt try
I lived each day, i charged forward, i danced, i sing, i laughed, i have fun
For i couldn't even dare to hope and ask God for another chance
Yet that tiny stubborn little spark, even though buried over and over again under the dirt,
Can't seem to die.
Since school days, i use art as a way to vent. Through it i console myself, write and draw out my frustrations, dreams, love, sadness... Anyway, hope you enjoy taking a walk in this 'park', 'beach', 'forest', where ever you want here to be... and my posts, interpret them your way. Have fun, have peace... my sanctuary where i spilled my heart out, is open to you. If you like the posts, feel free to comment and share!
Showing posts with label hope. Show all posts
Showing posts with label hope. Show all posts
Monday, 4 September 2017
Friday, 12 September 2014
My Illusions, My Temporary Wings
Let these illusions last
forever
Envelope me in the
mirage
Carry me into the furthest
unknown
Bind me willingly in these
lies
I'll stand on the edge of
danger
Lulled into deadly
calm
Wondering about my
direction
Feeling jittery with each
step
The wheels are turning with me
on it
Up i go then down
below
Holding onto things i don't
know
But this illusion keeps me
alive
Face smiling over the
water
Hands and feet kicking
furiously under
Until the day they touch
land
It will then come to an
end
And i'll be
thankful
For the hope and faith in
me
As flimsy and wavering as they
can appear to be
They are always there rooted
for me
Keep me grounded in my surreal
life
But right now
Let me live my
illusions
My temporary wings that let me
fly
Recovering my
spirit
Time and again.
Friday, 26 July 2013
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