For this is the kind of sadness you don't write on pages of paper for you can't. And it kills.

I have gone to the more silent side of the world (and the heftier and heavier too), where fighting is done mostly solely and crying is a a story permanently mute. It is a tough world where you battle against your life and the lives around you. However, at the end of the rope, you smile at the whirlwind the life you chose is because you would not ( Read more... )

And I may not be able to tell this side of the world the changes that have sprouted out of the soil of my life. But I will try to at least relive the days to be spent when they're done. I'll fix my life and I will write again ( Read more... )

More than just not having the You I fell in love with, I think I have lost you before it is even official. Sadly, our days are not meant to go on smoothly with summer air. And I expect that some time this season, this season where everything changes, you will be gone like the fleeting cold air of December.

I thought, if I have lost that tinnie tiny writer in me, I would not admire the scent of chilly night in summer.

1. To want is human.
2. To need is human.
3. To feel is human.
4. To want and to need to feel love is human. 4.5. It may even be more human than breathing.
5. Get rid of that utter insensitivity. Go back to number 3.

'Cause you see, there is more to love than just words.

One night, my pen snuck out of the door of my poetry.

Until now, it has not come back.

Dear Lord,

I do come to You every morning and night and on random moments during my day. I pray over every meal, every test, every ride back home. And since the time I can remember, I know that You have always watched over me like You do to everybody else. I know that this world is asking for cure and happiness. Hands down, it has bigger problems ( Read more... )

How come I never moved you to write something for the world to read about me? (Siguro naman kasi, Queenie, mas na-move NIYA yung love of your life mo.)

How come, when she chose to leave you behind, in your every word and every frkn online blog entry, there was this need for her? And more painful to accept, even with your words, you were running ( Read more... )

... so I start changing it.

Biggest Thanks and Much Love for 2008 :).

My year went by like this...

I was under a canopy of fireworks when the world declared a change of year. After that, I found myself lying on my chest with one hand cradling a bottle of piss-tasting beer and the other rotting with one cig. And I was crying. Because while I was lit up ( Read more... )