Grave Wounds of the Soul

Despair is your sword,
known only upon the wound of your enemy.
Blood is the friend you lust for.
Although with it, you are more lost,
so even your
sanity flees you.

Proof of Existence

I Love, I Hate,
but I feel so Empty.
My emotions are Empty.
I scream from the Pain,
but it’s already gone,
I cry because I’m sad,
but my Sadness is just Emptiness.
When I wake up,
I’m tired of feeling so little.
Emotions fleeting,
Emptiness eternal,
If I had a heart,
It’s long gone,
Torn to bits,
by these Empty hands.

The Calling

Can the light shine down from the heavens?
Could it sooth the pain of living in this dark place?
Is it only there to make us suffer?
Knowing that it's just out of reach?
Would it look down on us with pity?
Or sneer on in spite?
For what sins has it decided our fate?
Should it ever welcome this putrid soul in its gates?

Sorrow

Could you explain sorrow?
How was it made?
Did God make it with rain?
How should it feel?
Why is it pain?
Could Death do its job
without the insane?
Did the stars shine darkly
before it was first conceived?
The notion that everything will come to end
It would seem,
The sum of all sorrow is knowing it was fated to be.

To Leave

I feel like I’m dying
holding so tightly
leaping off the edge
flying into the chasm
I feel like crying
pushing me away
letting go
only mistakes
I run slowly
waiting impatiently
hoping sadly
catch up quickly
I fall silently
dropping coldly
leaving without goodbye
before I say why

To Live on

Drain it raw
let the blood pool
the skin re-stitches
the veins close up
The wound aches
the scar awakens
the memory stays
the thoughts haunt
the mind reminisces
of the pain once sought

Shadow of Darkness

Falling endlessly
through sudden darkness.
Light was perished
before my eyes.
Life and meaning are forgotten
in this lightless tide.
Love was vanquished,
but not the memory.
Hope was destroyed,
and with it,
the light of the heart
was thrown into the shadows.

Twofold Words

What would you think if I showed you true despair?
Swallowed your dreams, took away your air.
Gripped your neck, tore your seems
Threw you away and left you to bled.

What would you say if I let you taste true love?
Flowing, rippling, undulating inside, seeping into the pours,
Temperature rises, begging for more,
A gnawing hunger never to cure.

Which would you chose?
Petty twofold words
Both fill you completely
And then leave you empty
Pitiless remorse.

SOME GOOD THINGS NEVER LAST

We must value what we have, no matter how small it is. We must cherish each moments of our lives coz we'll never know whether it will the last...

I happened to met a friend who is very dear to me, I was really strucked of what she shared to me. Upon hearing her story, I've learned a very important lesson in which most of take forgranted...MOMENTS!!!

It all started when she worked in a certain Korean School. She taught Korean kids ages 8-16 years old. At first she hated her work because it caused her too much stress. Everyday when she gets home, she always feel exhausted. After a few days of teaching she was planning to quit immediately. Until then, she met a student whom at first she never paid attention to. As days pass by, she can't help but notice that certain student. Until one day they accidentally bumped into each other in the lobby. The student was very polite, though he had difficulty speaking English he tried his hardest to apologize to the teacher. After that incident which happened to be the acquaintance they will never ever forget.
Several weeks after that incident a new class schedule for the student's were released. The teacher was so shocked upon knowing that Dave ( not the real name of the student) will be one of his student on 1:1 class. She is not really sure on how she would feel and for some reasons in which she didn't tell me.

I will just continue the story some other time to make it more exciting. Be sure to visit this site always. This is one hell of a story you should'nt miss.

Just One Tear

My mind cries out in agony,
but my eyes won’t shed a tear.
My heart cries, My soul cries,
But my eyes, they won’t.
Mentally and Physical hurt,
but my tears have deserted me,
I feel them behind my eyes,
sobbing for me,
but my pain stays with me,
praying for release.
Come tears,
and shed my pain.
release me from
my self-made prison.
Please, I beg of thee,
I Need to get past this,
to move on,
to forget.
But these unshed tears,
shall always remind me,
and hurt me,
and hinder
My Happiness.

Requiem for a Dream

Requiem for a dream
by sound so sweet
dreams of escape lay at its feet
by meaning so morbid
a solemn chant of repose
a dirge of feeling
a mass of death
for the dead unliving
to be laid down
in silent dreams
as hearts unbeating
shrivel and crumble
time sings
and beats on
forever

Inspiration from the song