Thursday, August 28, 2008
disappointed and let it go... or fight on to greater heights.
Monday, August 25, 2008
life and death
"They come and talk to me,
when i am all alone.
They always remind me of all the things that I've done wrong.
It's scary, disturbing,
but somehow I'm not sorry.
The only thing that's even real is the feelings that I don't feel.
They're all the same,
but they're so different.
They're leaving evidence of my darkest secrets.
Now i just can't pretend to forget these voices in my head,
and they just won't stop screaming..."Sometimes we believe there's always a better place that we could be.
We all believe in leading a life we all wanted.
Believing that we deserve a life that's worthy of remembrance.
What do we want out of everything?
After achieving what we think we wanted, then what's next?
Will there ever be a time when we all would stop?
Stop thinking. Stop making decisions.
Stop worrying. Stop all activities.
Is death the only ending to one's life?
Will there be a continuation of one's life after death?
Is life and death as simple as it seems to be?
Just a cycle of life?
But is it really?
Tuesday, August 19, 2008
Repeat it over and over again...
Death, but a departure.
A leaving from the mortal world to the spirit world.
A disconnection from the world of the living to the afterlife.
A way to leave the Earth and to move on to the heavens.
Either way you look at it.
Does it really deserve such the depressions?
Does it really have to cause such suffering to those who can't let go of their lost ones?
You cannot bring the spirits back into the same life that it left.
So just leave it be, it was meant to happen for a reason.
The departure is supposed to be the best experiance.
So don't ruin it for your loved ones by keeping them back from it.
They want you to be happy.
They want you to forget about their deaths.
Treat them as everyone else.
After all, are they not still people?
Do they not deserve to be spoken of as all of us living?
Let them go.
Let them fulfill their destinies.
Let them see you happy.
Release.
It is as easy as it sounds.
Just keep repeating it.
Over and over again.
Wednesday, August 13, 2008
It's time to go...
I wanna scratch and scar my face,
I wanna feel like I'm lost in space,
I wanna pull my hair out,
I wanna feel like no one's there,
I wanna dig out my eyes and watch them bleed,
For just one moment I wish I could want what I need,
I wanna scar my skin so bare,
I wanna know if you still care,
I wanna stop falling in love,
I wanna fit into you like a glove,
I wanna be sad and I wanna cry,
I wanna for one second wonder why,
I wanna wear my eyeliner dark and my lips pale,
For one day I don't wanna fail,
I wanna end my life and end it fast,
So for just one minute i wanna forget my past,
I wanna feel passion and I wanna feel lust,
I wanna feel my heart slowly bust,
I wanna tell you one last thing,
As I hear the angels of my past sing,
Goodbye to you, the one I used to know,
For I know it's time for me to go...
... to a better place.
Friday, August 08, 2008
c o l o u r s m e . . . . . . .
Haven't been using any skins for quite some time.
Partly because I couldn't find what I liked.
So finally... =)
And for those whom I've not linked, please tag your url again.
I lost some of the links while changing the skin.
Sorry.
Lately, I haven't been thinking a lot about stuffs.
And it sort of helps in a way.
By slowing down the rate my mind is processing,
I can finally see what is really important to me.
I guess that also comes with age.
So yes, for the first time, I'll admit I've come of age.
Although it maybe too late to many.
I'm glad for the way my life has changed simply due to the fact that I take better care of myself.
In the way I see myself.
In the way I see others.
In the way I see life.
In the way I see what others don't.
Realizing that you are not of the utmost importance is the key to everything.
That there are bigger things out there.
That you're just a small part of everything.
And that everything doesn't revolve around you.
I've gone through phases of being a blank white paper.
I've gone through phases of being drawn and disfigured.
I've gone through phases of wear and tear.
I just want to go through that phase of being a blank white paper once again.
Just to be drawn with multiple colour crayons.
To inject the colorful life that I so very deserved right from the start.
Will that make things brighter?
Will I be happier?
It doesn't matter.
What matters is I'm coloured.
Not a black and white piece of crumpled trash floating around.
c o l o u r i n g . . . . . .
Friday, August 01, 2008
Believe the Impossible....