took things for granted, its so ironic

mislaid the trust that was given to me

carried a burden so hard to bear

escaped from reality without a care

i shoved the faces of the ones i love the most

lied to them without thinking twice

jumping around thinking everything was fine

only to take my life away at my prime

broken hearts, broken dreams

broken treasures, broken things

if only i cared enough to be there

instead of me lying on a bed wasted

i dont know how to make it up to you

i dont even know where to start

all i know is i did this to myself

conscience is killing me so intensely

one day i would find myself dying

bleeding on a roof top blood flowing deep

counting every second left in my life praying

i wish i never left home

Everytime I keep looking at your picture

My world just falls into place

I just felt like time stood still

As I gaze at your lovely face

In my mind I can't erase

All tears trying to hold back

Dripping like a water fall in every drop

Escalading down my face whispering

I need you now and forever

 

Making an image around your wall

Carving your name with a candlestick

Cutting my wrist.. blood gushing out

Screaming out one single thing

On my knees I bow down saying

I need you in my life..

i was on my way to robinsons today.. i left my place at exactly 12 noon.. i got a ride at 12:20.. as the jeepney was moving along its course.. it stopped by at a street after santana drive.. this guy came in and sat down at the seat nearest to the driver.. when i saw him.. a lot of things rushed into my mind.. judging by his looks.. he hasnt eaten yet.. havent had a good nights because of problems.. barely had any possession and im not even sure if he works.. he was simply dressed and acts as if he barely has conciousness.. slow reaction.. slow movements.. as if high on drugs.. i was observing him.. when i went to focus on listening to music.. i noticed a one peso coin on his left side.. the kid on his left also noticed it.. the kid's mother urged her to return it to the man.. when the kid told the old man bout the coin.. he didnt notice it at first and he paid very little attention to what the kid said.. the second time the kid told him about the coin he smiled and gave the coin to the kid.. when he came to his stopover.. he got in his pocket the money he had.. which i think wouldnt even be enough for a meal..  he got nearly 1/2 of his money left and smiled and the kid and said.. "eto oh" with a smile and without the slightest trace of hesitation.. he gave willingly...

giving.. in the point of nothingness.. without hesitation.. as if of no value to him.. such generosity.. he had nothing to offer but still gave.. sacrificing his own.. in exchange for nothing..

Across the land of this daybreaks touch

The false entrails of bigotry arises

Sent away to unchartered land

With the burden of a man under crisis

Torn between light and darkness

Recovering from the intricate past

The expulsion of this heart's content

Spurned from underneath the earth's crust

The rapids have moved unshaken

Exchanging blows with the tyrants of the sea

Pressed upon the walls of destiny

Locked in the arms, unwilling to be free

Have you seen the sorrow of a flightless bird?

Lest understand the joy in the night

Carrying nothing but soft spoken whispers

Living in this world of terror and strife

as the days of my life here in this world pass by, I can only remember the times that the sun lit skies and the moon lit nights were shrouded by the dark mist of sorrow. what I thougt was a triumphant era of my life's glory, only to be trampled by the relentless anger of adversities. even at the prime of my life, this sadistic impersonator has done it all to bring me six feet under.

the sense of fulfillment means nothing. for the tyranny of those fetid horrors called people can send you cowering beneath the lowest caverns of this planet. in my life, winning or losing is never decisive. winning was clearly not an option.

always overthrown by a thousand faces not giving you a moment to stand up. even though they play at your game, it just seems to materialize that I just wont win no matter what I do.

The discrepancy between the tides of success and failure is completely dominated by one figure which is defeat. such an intricate and distorted life for a misunderstood person like me. this bewildering sense of outlook only a few were able to comprehend. Losing the way I did.....