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Pax Feb 2015

To
you,
I
found
comfort
to
my
weary
restless
heart
.


© pax
with it, i understand myself better
with it, i give patience
to understand people better
with it, i learned to accept and love
- myself a little bit better than before
Pax Feb 2015

I keep losing a piece of myself every time I feel unworthy of your time,
          then I realized it’s not you, it’s me wasting my time in pleasing you.
      So I stop and pick-up the pieces of what’s left,
                  for me to move on and start caring for myself.

There are times when you give everything to the point that you don’t know yourself anymore, then you realize you had enough.

I wrote this when I was trying to write a mini booklet quotes of self-worth, reminders to self. The first is here: http://hellopoetry.com/poem/764171/self-worth/
Pax Feb 2015

Walls upon walls of soundless treatment
I talk to the voiceless whisperer.

Whenever it gets too lonely and too silent, I talk to myself. I confide to the voices of my mind/head. I guess that's my crazy to sane life.
'Me, Myself & I'
*
Pax Feb 2015
promise! This will be the last...
but then how many times did you say it?
asked yourself, is moderation in your jurisdiction? 

http://hellopoetry.com/poem/293509/single-doses/
Pax Jan 2015
True artist is not all about the talent,
it’s the art of loving your craft.
a quote
Pax Jan 2015
Truth holds many faces, like how fractured mirror show multiplicity.
© Pax
I say this in a review in WC before:

“I believed that truth varies in the complexity of right and wrong depending on our beliefs, culture & tradition, principles and values. So knowing to find balance between all this, you’ll never get lost upon looking into yourself. Finding the courage and strength within – is acceptance and understanding everything of who you are.”
Pax Jan 2015

A prisoner of your own doing
Selfishness is a way of avoiding
Stay fair by merely existing
Pain and craving
Lock and stored in a well-guarded place
Hunger made it hollow in this well hidden base
Loving from a distance
Shielded by masquerade
Person in charade.

written way, way back last: August 30, 2011
its a old piece, this was the time I was still jobless & with many sleepless nights I had. I was in a lot of pressure, or I created too many expectations upon myself. Subconsciously I started writing, to help me sleep and not think of many things that I will begin to regret. I guess my point is, I started writing because I needed peace of mind.
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