Yung feeling na andito naman sila para sayo, pero hindi mo padin maramdam.

Sweetie, a love where no one gets hurt doesn’t exists.

Light will come and find you someday,
You won’t have to struggle to breathe everyday.

When you care bout things, it always ends up wearing you out.

He himself has a cell, it’s been always in the dark,
chained by his own desire.
As a penance, In order to make it look like nothing’s falling apart.

Is it enough,
Just to love ?
Is it enough,
just live to fullest?
Is it enough?

She's hurt and she cries
But you cant see the depression in her eyes
Because she simply smiles.

Slept again last night with a heavy heart, and it felt normal-ish

She was beautiful,
but not like other girls,
She was strong like the trees in the mountains range,
She was beautiful on the way she fills up some peoples emptiness that even she cannot do to herself.
She wasn’t beautiful with that mask of her,
She is beautiful because of the silver linings in her back and clutch right through the heart.

DREAMS ARE ALWAYS ACCOMPANIED BY DISAPPOINTMENTS

I don’t know what more can I do, I’m still a failure will always be.
I always thought I can escape my own nightmares,
I thought I can.

I lied, not by mistake
I lied so you can be happy;

Who wouldn’t want an honest one with a warm sweet tongue, with a texture of a big devoted heart.

It was a Graveyard of stars dark yet tragically beautiful,
the moon fits with her smile,

She's like the moon,
doesn't have a light that steals the night that glows for years,
but not everyone sees it.

That she shoot for every moon and would always land on a stars;

Today my Neverland seems to be dark and cold,
the forest got scarier and all the fireflies been hiding for quite a long time.
But I can do is accept it,
it feels like hell driving your own life to its course, but you have always a choice right?
Either you turn left or right and yet still feel the same.
Telling myself to live life to the fullest, pleasure all the given moments, I think  you call  it being happy,  but all this memento of happiness will just shatter, all it takes is just a single pain maybe its small but grows in a nick of time,
I insured my myself all this tiresome **** will be gone it only needs a rest. Each night would feel a torture thinking all the Stupidest things that I did.
  Just wiping the tears away telling myself I'm strong just like God planned,
  i just woke up feeling that I couldn't handle it anymore, but again i still have a choice it's either be threatened by myself or I could disappoint all my demons.
Each day i  start to seek all my strenght and will to go on, searching  someone to talk maybe have some a little bit of company or rather have someone that can do a little saving.
silly me been  expecting too much from people again.
Cause nowadays people often see you as normal in every aspect happy and Kickin, little do they know I'm broken, too far broken.

It doesn't mean that it matches it's gonna be Perfectly fit, sometimes it burns Bright.

If I can only muster the words, the guts to tell you.
If I can say it easily without being cowardice with those velvet eyes.
You see I’m a man of my words but I also get tongue tied.
So please be kind and tell me how you feel about me cause it’s making me nuts.
Some, will you just say it. Just be you. Tell her what you feel.
But you see when things get hard, I always ******* ***** things leaving me blank.
I’m just afraid.
Afraid of rejection,
And telling you how I feel is just an option.
Look at me a coward, simple words but I can’t tell you,
I maybe be a coward will not tell you how I feel but deep inside I’m The Who cares loves  you more than you know.
prayed for you when someone else wouldn’t.
I’m afraid.
Afraid that I’ll be a burden, a person that will not give what you want, be what you want.
But I promise you even if this love is unrequited I’ll still care cherish you the most and be the man you’ll run even if it’s against the world.

Nothing seems to matter anymore,

Vices are just outlets,
Tears are regrets,
Silence is an answer,
Dying was an option,
Anxiety is the bullet,
Depression is the trigger,
Death was the antidote.

The moon was my guide
On a late glum night never let me be swallowed by the dark,
The trees watch as I pass an Unending narrow roads,
The footsteps keeps the silence at bay.
The heart kept me warm and strong

Love is not a test,
Then why cheat?

Loved so many ways,
Revolted a couple of times,
Cried more than I know,
And
Forgive in many different ways.