Wednesday, October 28, 2009

A broken little heart...


There was a little girl, a little heart,
Living a broken life, torn apart.
She can’t recall what it was like,
Before her life became a constant fight.
Maybe she was happy once upon a time.
Over the years, of happiness there was no sign.
Her pain was never gone only silenced.
The fear is never gone, she’s always frightened.

The girl grew up still living in pain.
All the efforts to be happy were in vain.
The hole in her heart keeps getting bigger.
A way out of this hole, she cannot figure.
What do you do when who’s killing you,
Is supposed to be the one who loves you.
When the love for your tormentor is inevitable,
Of fighting back, will you ever be capable???



Tuesday, October 27, 2009

Emotions...


Hate…
Hate is strong and overwhelming.
It conquers your mind with no welcoming.
Be careful as hate can easily control your life.
With no resistance, it will cut through you like a knife.

Anger…
Anger, an emotion that is so consuming.
It gets control and all the time you’re fuming.
Anger will easily spread into your life.
It’ll consume so much. It’ll eat you alive.

Agony…
Agony might be harder to survive.
Giving in to it doesn’t mean you’re alive.
Getting over it might take you a while,
But an easy journey if you walk the first mile.

Joy…
Joy is the feeling that rocks your soul.
Joy isn’t really about having it all.
Joy can bring out who you really are.
Joy rise from within, it’s not that far.

Love…
Love is what really changes your life.
Receiving sincere love is a gift from above.
Feeling love is like having all what you need.
And love is best when given and received.

Satisfaction…
It’s really hard to feel satisfied,
when your problems, you’ve denied.
it’s good to appreciate what you’ve got.
It doesn’t matter whether it’s perfect or not.



Just believe...


With every breath, I take
My life is filled with the fake.
Fake emotions all around me,
Fake world surrounding me.

Illusions are now taken as reality,
The craziness mistaken for sanity.
Bonds between people fragile like ice,
Even the strongest broken with a roll of dice.

People grew more and more cruel.
And if you're different then you're a fool.
Values and morals fade and fade away.
Everyday obstacles come in my way.

Are we living in a sane world anymore?
Or this insanity already reached the core.
Life should not be this confusing.
Are we winning here or are we losing?

Have people given up on hope?
Or their dreams are strangled by a rope.
With what they have, everyone just settle.
To me life has become like a riddle.

Questions, Win or lose? Quit or fight?
Answers to these questions I cannot seem to find.
Holding on to hope is like holding on to fire.
People around me seem only lost in desire.

The magic in this world is clearly lost.
People’s hearts became cold as frost.
I look around, can't find any kindness
I look and find it replaced with iciness.

Is the hope in change really lost and gone?
Or I should still hope and wait for dawn.
The beautiful magic, can it be restored?
Can hope and dreams spread across the world?

Of a magical utopia, I constantly dream.
Where love and care flow like a water stream.
Where people can trust and believe in magic.
The magic of a world, so peaceful with no tragic.

It might be childish to hold on to such dream,
But I have to admit it gives me a wide beam.
The power to dream I don't want to lose.
Cause when lost I feel that time also froze.

Childish or ridiculous as it may seem.
I'm resolved to hold on to the power to dream.
I will always believe in magic, and so should you.
It's in my power to change the tragic, and so could you.

Just believe.



Saturday, October 24, 2009

Behind the smile...



Behind the smile, they all admire.
Pain strikes in my heart like fire.
A fire that grows and never fades.
A fire that's veiled with parades.
As this fire grows, I fight.
I fight it with all my might.
It starts to fade just a little.
Yet I stay caught up in the middle.
It fades and grows, it grows and fades.
And I'm hiding it all with my parades.


But the low fire strengthens me.
With my sorry heart, I try to be free.
As the fire grows, so does my hope.
I fall in the ocean, but I'm holding on a rope.
I try as much as I can with my broken heart.
I try so hard to fill this hollow part.
I've been dealt a difficult hand.
But giving up is an option I can't stand.
I'm holding on my hope with all my heart.
I'm living as much as I could with a broken heart.


I swore nothing is going to hold me.
My broken heart will never stop me.
I enjoy my life with all the power in my mind.
I never give in to a pain of any kind.
I always keep a smile on my face.
Even if the growing fire never fades.
Even though my pain is deepened to the core.
I know I'm strong enough, I faced it all before.
With pain striking in my heart, my smile is true.
And you should smile to, even if you're feeling blue.



The soothsayer...







I was walking one day, ran into a soothsayer.
Thought to myself this is the answer to my prayer.
Too much I wanted to know about tomorrow.
I wonder if it would bring me more sorrow.


I watched her from across the street.
The order to approach her didn't reach my feet.
She noticed my stares and waved me to come.
I was wondering where she came from.


I stood facing her, she eyed me and said,
What can I do for you today, kid?
I tried to get the words out but I couldn't.
I wanted to be here but I knew I shouldn't.


I wanted to ask you a question, I said.
Questions I'm still debating in my head.
Have I already gotten this shallow?
The idea of a soothsayer was hard to swallow.


Go ahead and ask I don't have all day?
Tell me what's been worrying you today?
Is it a problem with your parents or a friend?
Go ahead and tell me I can be your friend.


I swallowed my fears and then talked.
I wanted to know about the roads I've walked.
I want to know about the days that will follow,
I would like to know if they'd bring me more sorrow.


The roads you've walked were your choice, kid.
Knowing more about them won't erase what you did.
Your choices are your own responsibility.
Changing your life is in your capability.


You asked about the days that will follow,
And whether life will bring you more sorrow.
I'm afraid with this I cannot help you.
As about the future, I cannot tell you.


A piece of advice is all I can offer.
You should not lose hope ever.
Do not live in fear from tomorrow.
Do not have your life controlled by sorrow.


Think about now and try to enjoy.
There is a lot in your life to bring in joy.
Don't waste your time on yesterday.
Plan for tomorrow and enjoy today.


You're too young to live in sorrow.
It's never good to give up on tomorrow.
Whatever it brings you, you should face.
Face it with courage, faith and grace.


Thank you so much for your advice, I said.
A million thought going through my head.
She was right in every word she said.
Over the past, I should no longer dread.


I got up and started to walk away.
Thinking this stranger just made my day.
She sure gave me a lot to think about,
From this moment on, I will not live in doubt.




Thursday, October 22, 2009

My guardian angel and me



Guardian angel, I conjure you.
For without your help I have no clue.
Guardian angel, could you please help me?
Cause I need your help to break free.

You seek your freedom my friend.
However, you have loose ends to end.
As with fear, freedom cannot exist.
Confidence is the key, have it and rest.

Guardian angel, I feel so weak.
All true words I fear to speak.
Guardian angel, I'm trapped inside.
Going through mazes, in my own mind.

You're creating your own hell.
As if troubles are all you can smell.
I'm your guardian angel it's true.
However, in your own head I can't help you.

Guardian angel, I trust your judgment.
As what you say is no compliment.
Guardian angel, tell me what's true.
Please lead the way, as I have no clue.

My friend if peace is what you seek,
Then for your rights you have to speak.
When you're weak, peace you'll never reach.
As when you have sins, you cannot preach.

Guardian angel, I cannot let go.
Sometimes I think I'm my own foe.
Guardian angel, I cannot escape.
My mind feels like a rotten grape.

My friend a wall is what's in your way.
A wall you created day by day.
This wall you'll have to tear down.
Unless, you grew to love your own frown.

Guardian angel, give me a clue.
I want to break free. I swear it is true.
However, support is something I need.
And I cannot seem to find it anywhere indeed.

Look for support in the right place.
In the wrong ones, frustration you'll face.
Make up your mind and you'll succeed.
My friend presistance is what you need.

Guardian angel, how great you can be.
With your words, I shall break free.
I asked for a clue, you gave me plenty.
And I'll step up for the sake of my sanity.

My friend I am as great as you are.
For where I come from is not far.
I only exist to be by your side.
As where I come from is your own mind.


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