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Sania Sep 4
She wanted to be herself, but she failed
She wanted to live up to other's expectations, but she failed
She wanted to break the chains, but she failed.
Failures, repeated failures made her cold.
She lost her courage, her character, her self respect, and her self-confidence.
Suffering, failure, loneliness, sorrow, discouragement were parts of her journey.
  So she decided!
Far better is to dare mighty things, to win glorious triumphs, even though checkered by failure.
A little more persistence, a little more effort, and what seemed hopeless failure may turn to golorious success.
Valentin Jun 22
Could you imagine
How powerful it is
To control yourself
To take your own decisions
To be the only one to choose
To be your own master
To depend of no one except you
To decide what you want to do
Could you feel this freedom
No one is stopping you
No one is preventing you from doing anything
No one matters
Only you matters
You are your present
You are your future
You feel alive
You feel free
But could you take the time
Take the time to realize
How powerful you are
How strong you are
You take your biggest decisions
You are everything
Everything is running fast
you cannot match the speed

you think you have lost
circumstances make u believe

you are loosing hope at last
cannot take proper breath

your curiosity become last
negativity pull you behind

life is at end point
no new hope has seen

Someone comes as a light
glow up your thought

pull you from the night
show you the new roads

lead you to the bright
you find yourself then

meet with your object
everything is cheerful

someone saw your pavement
put you on that path

someone is no one but thou
which enlighten after dark

Darkness always ends to light.
as it is temporary not permanent.
How one get out of darkness, but his inner power only.
SingingTree Jan 23
You can't do this.
You shouldn't do that.
I am weak.
I don't deserve this.
I am good for nothing.

Everyone of us have gone through the phase of self-doubt and self-loathing once in a life.

Don't listen to these useless voices in your head, instead focus on that small voice coming from deep within your heart, and let it overshadow the other voices.
I can do it.
I can do it.
I can do it.
Carl Webb II Jan 16
Do I even want to participate in life anymore? I contemplate, not killing myself, but disappearing. I swear I could summon something to come into my life and just take over my soul. Ok, not really. . .I just have no clue what to write about anymore. And, man, I gotta tell ya, as a writer (and I know that’s a lot of commas), this is like the lowest of low. To write is my only job. It’s supposed to be my passion. And, to see that I’m too drugged out and not educated enough to have a steady flow of intelligent ideas to share with the world to make it better for the next generations, it just hurts my soul. But not really, cause I’m high. I can’t really tell or feel that I’m in pain until I’m off the drugs and out of money. My two highs. Drugs and money. What happened to the guy who wanted to achieve a happy and content life without those things as a necessity. . .? Where’d he go? The real Hippie Steve. You wanna claim to be this peaceful and cool guy who thinks logically and morally yet intelligently. Yet, you still fall into the same habits as those around you that you complain about on a daily basis. You are no better than the next guy. And, though you already know this, you do not act like it. It’s ridiculous just how neglectful you’ve been to your own health. Mental and physical. For what? For the high to keep going? What kind of a high is it? Tell yourself, tell me, what is it that you are working towards? What is it that you’re close to achieving? What is it that you are on track to finish? Besides a slow and ingratiating death, what else have you promised for yourself in this life? NOT A **** THING! And that needs to change! Stop talking about it. Take some writing courses online and do some writing exercises. Think outside the box. Create the app. Create a portfolio for freelance writing. Create your own ****!!! So you can work on your own and hire people and invest and all that fancy ****. Just go do it.
seeking comfort in depressed times;
yes, this is how I speak to myself, on occasion.
felt necessary.
feels like it helped.
Dream Aug 2018
















Shukorina Sep 2017
The word potential is one of self sabotage.
It is dedicated to those unable to put their dreams to work.
Potential is a word given to the indicated who are poised to have talent but no drive, ambition but no discipline.
Potential is given to the abundant group of people who are able to breathe but never live life.
A word made to create your grave before you've died.
I haven't figured out how to stay away from the trap.
However, a promise to myself is that I will do more then breathe.
HYA Jul 2017
Ang aking pinakamatalik na kaibigan noo'y gustong bumalik
Ngumiti lang ako sa kanya at binigyan siya ng halik
Gustong bumawi ng unang lalaking nang-iwan sa akin
Niyakap ko nalang siya sapagkat ayoko na kahit na pilitin
Makikipag-ayos sana sa'kin ang aking kaaway
Pero hindi ko na kayang maubusan pa ng laway

Ito ay dahil... ayoko na.
Tapos na ang pakikipagplastikan ko sa madla
Ayoko ng sabihin na okay lang ang lahat kahit na hindi
Tapos na ang aking pag-iyak nang sobra katindi
Kung sana, sila'y nanatili at hindi bumitaw,
Hindi na sana napilitan ang panahon na pumataw
Tama na, tapos na dahil nangyari na
Ang utak at puso'y sabay sa pagsabi ng 'hindi na kaya.'

Panahon ko na upang intindihin ang aking sarili
Panahon ko na upang bumitaw sa 'di mabitawan na tali
Panahon ko na upang magkaroon ng sarili kong panahon
Panahon ko na upang sa kalungkutan, ako'y makaahon

Ayoko ng makipaghalubilo sa mga tao sa paligid
Sapagkat alam kong buhay ko'y magsisimula nanamang tumagilid
Uunahin ko na naman sila kesa sa aking sarili
At kapag ako ang mangangailangan, sila'y mag-iinarte
Ano nga ba ang silbi sa aking pagtulong
Kung sila mismo sa'kin ang magpapakulong?
Oo, alam ko. Wala naman akong ginawang mali
Sapagkat kahit anong gawin ko, para sa lahat, wala naman akong silbi

Kaya, kaya. Kaya uunahin ko ang aking sarili kesa iba
Mamahalin ko ang sarili kagaya ng pagmahal ko sa mga tala
Aking papatunayan sa lahat na kahit ako'y ganito
Kaya kong makipaglaban gamit ang utak ko
Isasara ko muna ang aking nakabukas na pinto
Upang mas mabuti kong mapagmasdan ang aking anyo
Tatanggapin ko ang mali sa'kin na hindi na pwedeng baguhin
Alam kong ito ay makakaya kahit na hindi pilitin

Huwag mag-alala sapagkat babalik din naman ako
At 'pag nangyarin 'yon, mas malakas na ang damdamin ko
Magiging marunong na sa mga bagay na dapat gawin
Kung ano ang nararapat at anong kailangan panatilihin
Ngunit, sa ngayon, alam kong hindi iyon magagawa
Hanggat hindi ko maibalik ang dati kong saya
Babalik ako, tandaan ninyo iyan
Hindi naman pwedeng aawat ako magpakailanman
Mirror Mirage Jun 2017
66% is the Devil Point...
I have 6 courses abandoned at 66%..
The greatest power Devil has is not temptation,
It is boredom and procrastination
It is the mid-point sway...

It is the collapse of the pre-frontal cortex,
when we reach half-way through our goal,
when we are too far from our starting point,
and too far from our ending point,
We don't know why we began,
We don't know where we will end.

So the Devil point kicks in at 66% completion,
And makes us procrastinate, makes us feel "meh"
Brave thru it, ye fellow warrior,
Just do the tiniest bit needed in a day,
Just tie your shoes laces and half the race is won
Make a cup of tea.. and the article is written
Clear some clog in the room, and the painting is done..

So, to bump over that comfortable resting point...
that lethargic 66% mid-way stop,
pamper yourself with something momentarily
and just do ONE small thing every day

'Cause I promise you this, when you have inched to 80%
you will be fuelled again with images of victory
all doubt and disbelief and lethargy will be thwarted
You will forget pain and other creature comforts
You will cruise through the finish line..
self-motivation for me, hope it works!
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