God, this hurts. It's terrible and heart-wrenching. To believe the moments we had weren't worth anything. Or were they? I have trouble discerning. I wanted love that didn't make me feel patronized, used, discarded, and broken. Would it make me happy? Would it make me feel more alive to be away from you? Would I find someone that deserves me? How can I say this respectfully? Without putting down our moments together? I hate you. I hate you so much to the point that I want you out of my life. To the point I can say "You can die!" ad I wouldn't care. You made me bare, all my emotions and time, while you sat in silence. This is when I CAN'T remember. These were the moments I CAN'T surrender. Therefore, I smile when I look at you but feel like throwing up in a corner.
there comes a time i don't intend to look at my self there comes a time i do pretend that i am okay until one day in my life i decided to come across such traces Whereby I can Allocate My phrases What goes up and down, but still remains in the same place? What gets wetter & wetter the more it dries? What's there beyond the blue skies? What's there behind the faint glaze? despite of all its emptiness i just can't find the answers. Maybe because my vision shown me less or possibly because of the Lost* ..... Tears in my Eyes .... not even how i tried to Reach that mountain's peak still i am not tired to Search those lines of mine i chose to pick! Though I know it was not that hard for me to get down back on the yard through taking the landslide experience with no one catching as i fall except for the hunger and thirst of my soul every time i heard the loud whisper of nature's call!
And so i took a rest yet having TINY pierce on the shirt seen on my left bleeding chest not knowing for a LITTLE while until the Fairy Wind told Me so. It hurts me seriously like a burn heat when i uprooted the ****** thorn on it. But some kind of relief when i held that grief! and started to draw Whenever i saw a falling dry leaf once there was eye.
once there was eye i used to paint recently thru the blood flown straight from A loving heart where tears were dropping apart! And suddenly here comes my line conspiring with my mystery rhyme once there was eye full of emotion i had been delineate with a notion there's something i wanna share here i am walked closer to shore thinking out loud about my vow that I Must Have to Take a Bow for me to see my own real complexion Right Down to the Image of reflection made by swaying waters on The River of Dreams! And once there was eye watching unto it like the way i did... someone will learn how to look deep up above and can exercise when to visualize what is Hidden, yet for those eyes who can only see what is Given blessed are they, for they need not nothing to dig what is written!
once there was eye who wants to untie that thick blind fold "come on give it a try" OPEN IT UP ! i will be grateful for sure!! and my glad will become so high!!! once there was eye emphasizing his sigh to give this poem some light. once there was eye who also wants their own style and interpretations of this solemn piece i entitle... ~ ~ once there was eye ~ ~(the untold story) *LET IT FLOW !
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i am fluent of no language but TAGALOG is my mother tongue Proud to be Filipino who loves to look after international Language!
This story is just beginning don't mind the few blank pages along the way That's when I though the plot had ended Little did I know that was just a prequel Character development The first chapters I know the main character is hard to decipher Just remember this is just the beginning I'll hold a box of tissues for you when the plot seems to twist and turn This is just the beginning of my story When I thought this was the last page I realized there's a whole another book with my name on the cover This plot hasn't even climaxed yet Please won't you stick around and see what happens next Because this is character development The prequel To the story of my life
Realizing through all the fog just how much life you have left to live is an amazing feeling. Realizing that all this time wasn't a waste you were simply on the journey to finding yourself is comforting **You are the author of your own story take the pen and start writing your story**