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Ceryn Jul 2013
Sometimes
it is our own emotions
that drag us down
keep us from flying
tearin' us apart
leaving us
with a broken heart.

But sometimes
it is just our own minds
that release too much hate
love, trust and faith
tend to dissipate
all at once
without a single sign.

And sometimes,
it is our soul
that gives us the reasons
to rejoice much more
live a joyous life
like we're in His paradise
as one day, we'll all be.

But this time,
know that it's just you
who can only decide
make your dreams come true
never end the show
never let it go
it's when your 'bout to grow.

Man, you'll never get wrong
Though everything seems wrong
Just put on a content face
Be proud of your current phase
But dare to search afield
Despite the worsening feel
*Go catch your dream, bold soul!
Here's to all those who think they're sinking and whose dreams are fading.. Do not ever let go. :)
Ceryn Jun 2013
We can get through the bad times,
even through the worst ones.
We may see our sun down,
but we can get up more than twice.
We can find the light,
in the darkest corners of our soul.
The same way we dream of heaven,
though the world seems to fall.
We can read a lot about others,
And write about our own much better.
We can lead our lives to nowhere,
And see ourselves grow stronger.
We can break our own hearts today,
But we cannot stay broken forever.
We may not realize this clearly now,
But it won't take long before you find the answer.
Ceryn Jun 2013
As I try to reach out
my hand to you
A panoramic scene
Flashed in dim hue
A scene I never thought
would be this ever true
Crushed a part of me
Without a single clue.

A lonely girl with a quiet heart
A man of words around a few
Stuck around like twin clash
Ironically, without ado
One felt true for one who felt, too
No one has said that something's true
Broken harmony, naturally bound
Fateful, drastic, silently loud.

The foliage whirled
beneath the yellow moon
Piled up as if to cover
some blank in secret tune
Like a flower blossoming
in perfect powder blue
A nonsense kind of reality
Like such visions, it never grew.
Ceryn Jun 2013
Darling, you will be alright.
When you think the clouds won't ever go away,
alone on the sand looking at the outer space,
watching the birds hum through the rainy day,
sleeping on a cold, lonely couch while you're far away,
listening to old songs you know you can never sing again,
still valuing mem'ries you know you'll never regain
trying to pick the cluttered pieces on the floor,
wishing as though you've never wished before,
not to hear the ravaging music in your head
and thinking you could just be plain dead,
expecting to see things so nice in your head,
but you're only seeing stained windows instead,
yet know that this life won't let you lose in the end
and there's still a better way for wounds to mend
for there's no other way to make you feel better
than to think that no one's broken forever.
Darling, you will be alright,
remember.

- M. C.
This is just a simple poem I dedicate to myself and to everyone else who's hurting.
Ceryn Jun 2013
I used to believe that winning is the best thing in life,
that true success comes from the best efforts,
that this life is just one huge competition,
that it’s all about you and your ego,
that losing is one of the worst
things that may happen
to one who aims
success.
But now,
I just realized
that in order to achieve
whatever it is that we want,
we must know how it feels like to
break or bend, to be rated or be spent
and still manage to smile and lift our heads,
and learn that just when we thought we had died,
we’ll realize that we were only trying to know we’re alive.
Ceryn May 2013
I saw him. I saw him there.
I saw him again, standing there.
I knew then, the feeling didn't really go away.
It's still there... was always there.
I guess it will always be there....
here... here inside my heart...
where I keep all the memories we had,
the laughter we shared,
those conversations when I knew that he cared,
the tears I shed for the pain I felt,
those nights I spent for remembering him,
the days I knew I've spent loving him
while hurt
feeling the pain
knowing that I won't ever feel him
beside me again.
He was there, I know, he was there.
I saw him standing there.
He's still here in my heart.
But in my life, I know,
he'll no longer be a part...
There will always come a time when you come to see a person again, or just hear his name from a stranger or friend, or simply remember him because you're in "that" place again, and you just don't understand why you still feel the same way. Nothing has changed. You're still hurt, but nothing has changed...
Ceryn May 2013
It hurts me.
You're all I need beside me tonight.
Forever.
It hurts me.
I know we can't be anymore.
Forever.
It hurts me.
I will no longer feel your eyes on me.
Forever.
It hurts me.
Knowing that I won't get to touch you.
Forever.
It hurts me.
Your voice lingers in my head.
Forever.
It hurts me.
I want to be yours.
Forever.
It hurts me.
You're all I need beside me tonight.
It hurts me.

*Forever.
Simple nothings. I just felt the need to put my simplest and lamest thoughts in such a stupid writing like this. Maybe because I can't cry no more. Just trying to get by.
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