This is the first time I decided to write my feelings or what my self-wanted to express most. It’s not new to me to hide all things by myself, my sufferings, emotions, I had the difficulty of expressing them. I don’t know how to construct words, making a good story for me to be understood. I’m just a little of introvert if not, a very introvert person.
I know all my stories, but having trouble dealing with them and to how to express in the easiest way it could be for me. I tried to get out of my shell, but sometimes things just happened that made me go back from where I have been. I got carried away from this absurd character and I’m afraid not being understood at all.
Sometimes, think I’ve become an alien. I hope this is just a manifestation of me, probably the funniest part of me that you would like.
You know, I’m just a kind of a persistent man, don’t know when and how to give up. If I find some little possibility I just can’t seem to stop until I get there. I think I just need to be told, that’s not all the time, the world will side with me. I also hate being left dangling, floating and not knowing when to land.
Lately, for the past many months, I’m so down. I know I’m giving myself a very hard time. It’s like punishing myself for things that I don’t know what to do as a reward. I just wanted to quit everything, my work, my life.
I guess I got this difficulty since my childhood were other children used to bully me and called me a brat. Since then I have developed myself not to tell my mother of the pains that I get thru. I always eat the sting by myself, and not letting anyone share it because I am greedy for my own agony. It was easy for me to swear more than I could ever sweat.
When I was assigned to work in a new place, I was very lonely. All I could see are just the four corners of the room. There’s no sky nor other people. I could barely see the sun if I won’t get down on the 23rd floor. It’s like I’ve been imprisoned for 6 months. I know, it was nobody’s mistake, blame on me because I didn’t try to see the world. I was so used to sit in the dark corners of my own world.
You should know, there are only a few people where I can confide with, even though I wanted to. Whenever I find myself trying to start, it feels like I’m going to end my story nearly. The thing is, I just wanted to find myself cause I’m lost track already. And I am telling you this because you are one of those very few I could trust.
It’s a beautiful thing to experience when someone is genuinely said something which you really needed to hear.
Never forget to thank them for that.
“I think that the best thing we can do for our children is to allow them to do things for themselves, allow them to be strong, allow them to experience life on their own terms, allow them to take the subway… let them be better people, let them believe more in themselves.”
― C. JoyBell C.
A green, elongated, legless with deadly eyes has been chasing me for hours. I know what it is. I know it can cause my death. I’m so terrified, I couldn’t even scream for help. I can still move, run here and there, avoiding to be swallowed, outing for my survival. Then, unexpectedly, the poisonous eyes closed, down to the ground, wheezing and now it has been put inside the box; locked and isolated, probably lifeless.
I saw him. He had the bat. He strikes and killed the venomous snake. He’s my knight in shining armor. I wonder who he was, he wasn’t familiar at all. I never had the chance to thank him, or even asked his name.
When he can still sense that I am still frightened, he unlocked the box and grip the snake out. With his strong hand, he jiggled it and said, “see, it’s dead”.
I glared at it, making sure it would never come back to me. But all of a sudden the dead serpent turned into a human being – the face of the person I truly hate; the gossiper, the traitor, the pretender and self-righteous ex-friend.
I know, she’s always been the serpent.
I woke up with the happy hiss. I’m glad she was dead in my dream.
I fell for you!
We don’t have to talk about everything,
Just sitting beside you is
“I have an Ahjussi.
When I see the Ahjussi, I’d feel… how do I describe the feeling?
Like a warm blanket, like the morning sun.
You know what I mean?
And someone else is… a little hated but still okay.
His personality is very annoying, but he’s not a bad person.
Sometimes I like him, but sometimes I don’t.”
He is a good friend, I can never ask for more.
“With a thump, my heart keeps bouncing between the sky and the ground. It was my first love.”
Don’t pay attention to my mind
if you don’t want to feel shivers
from all my mental crimes.
Yes, I am peculiar.
My five years old godchild (jevon) drew this out of his furry and being unhappy to his mom for not letting him play the smart phone.
Is it really impossible to tell someone what we really feel instead of keeping or ignoring until it aches so badly?
This kid is better than me.
Can’t you see it in her eyes?
It screams more than words can say
Her eyes tangled with sadness
No one could ever guess.
She wishes that you could see
Her eyes beaming with bleak
You wonder, but let it be
Let her eyes shades of gray.
She doesn’t need you to speak
Because it makes her weak
Just give her a good blink
Then she dares to breathe.
“You find the Perfect Love, BUT in a Wrong Time”
“You find the Perfect One, BUT He’s Not in Love with you”
“You find the Perfect One, BUT you must be loyal to someone else”
“You got the Perfect Looks, BUT no one takes you seriously”
“You met the Perfect Personality, BUT your bound to be Just Friends”
“You got brains, BUT got a Frail Heart”
“You find the courage, BUT it’s too late”
“Your ready to love, BUT you don’t know”
These are just a few of those situations you get involve yourself when your falling in love with a person. No matter what, the important thing of all is you learned to love, you fail and you become strong. While you have love around you, treasure it, cherish each moment with the person you commit yourself with, you may never know if you will still have another chance when you lost it.
Have you ever had the feeling that things get a little uninteresting, too blaring, but you can’t hardly hear, so much to think, but you can’t contemplate?
Have you ever lost your desire for something you considered adoring about?
Have you tried to ignore things that made you glad? Have you?
Lately, I lost interest in my everyday life. I feel like a zombie. I see the days as repetitive. Nothing is exciting, and there’s not a thing to make me feel excited about. I am so lazy to find the sunshine.
You might give me an answer that I have missed any inspiration. Then who and what will inspire me?
Work? A must that I should not escape.
Friends? They are not always around, they have their own lives too.
Son? He gives me a headache for the past few days.
Shopping? Each penny is counted now a days, I have to save.
Food? It gives fleeting happiness. It makes me fat.
Alcohol? It offers me only short-term black out.
Love Life? It bores me.
I definitely don’t feel inspired. Let me check tomorrow again.
Waiting for someone babe?
I think she’ll not come.
Let’s date then! 💕💕💕
Happy 💕💕💕 day to all!
Day 2 Quote
In our society, there are traditional people who couldn’t agree on a girl making the first move. They would label them as liberated, informal, radical and cheap and so on. I was taught to be conventional, but I just couldn’t follow their shadow.
I remember the time when I confessed my feelings to someone that I really liked. I just couldn’t wait for him to make the first move; I need to express what I felt before it would turn out to be one of the regrettable parts of my life. But there are times I never had the guts to show my feelings too, and I regret it. There are so many “what if” and “if only”.
Truly, to confess your feelings is not easy because it is really scary to be rejected.
Unrequited love is painful, but regret is the lost time you can never be found again.
For this Challenge, the rules are:
- Post three consecutive days.
- You can pick one or three quotes per day.
- Challenge three different bloggers per day.
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