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Final Destiny: Own god.

Sometimes, I feel uncomfortable with myself. Ungrateful for what I have and what I accomplish.
Sometimes, I know I can do better.
I know I can do much better till I see sweat.
Just because I am own judge. I criticize my inner galaxy.
I’m my own god. I can control my sun and all my stars. I can make them run around.
As I’m my god, also I can be my demon.
Sometimes, when my evil side takes over I can’t stop myself.
I can hurt myself till I see tears.
I can make myself less.
Start over is my only goal.
Two sides that can write two stories of me.
I know the end is coming to me because I saw it.
I know I can choose a different path. A blank path to write my story and destiny.
Eventually, both stories will have the same ending.

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I read your line,
It says a lie.
Are you filling lines,
Whispers! You, lies.
Or we may fall under the line.
I read your line,
You said you are not special.
Its that your special line?
Should I follow you,
through your line?

Is not you (Snow)

My heart is laying on the floor,
A floor where always there’s snow.
Cold snow, it covers me up.
The sun is up,
Ups and downs, I,
Can’t melt down.
Snow, chills me up.
White snow, still falling down.
Winter snow, you.
Cold snow, is not coming from you.
Snow, is not you.
The cold… is, snow, me.

All blue. The end of us.

It was almost the middle of night,
And the rain was hitting your window so hard we both could heard it.
Shades of blues painted the sky.
The happiness that seated with us became so dark, so dark blue.
That she left us, even do, the rain was crying… crying midnight blues over us.

But, the white wine was so sweet that made us so lighthearted, ours lies got lighter.

We both knew that bluish night was special.
We both knew those white lightnings were shooting electric blues which didn’t surprise us.
All blues. The end of us.

Final Destiny: Control

Sometimes, I feel uncomfortable with myself. Ungrateful for what I have and what I accomplish.
Sometimes, I know I can do better.
I know I can do much better till I see sweat.
Just because I am own judge. I criticize my inner galaxy.

I’m my own god. I can control my sun and all my stars. I can make them run around.
As I’m my god, also I can be my demon.
Sometimes, when my evil side takes over I can’t stop myself.
I can hurt myself till I see tears.
I can make myself less.
Start over is my only goal.

Two sides that can write two stories of me.
I know the end is coming to me because I saw it.
I know I can choose a different path. A blank path to write my story and destiny.
Eventually, both stories will have the same ending.

Destiny 2: Bloom

I knew I was unable to bloom.
I knew the rise of the sun wasn’t happening on me.
I knew the sun wanted to shine again. I knew he wanted to create a new day. But, I, I wanted the dawn to stay a little longer with me.

Then, when the moon left me all by myself I felt what darkness really is. And then, I realized, I wanted to come back to real life.
All I knew was that I wanted to leave my past… my past thoughts behind. Now, all I want is to bloom… Bloom to a different story of me.

Now I want to open up to a new morning… even though I still knowing I’m sick and broke inside.
I’ll cry this out I know. I’ll get better.
I’ll bloom for sure.

Destiny 1: Déjà Vu

The end is coming…

I dreamt it on a darkest night.
I saw how any effort would be restless.
It was like trying to build a house of cards with kids around.
I felt the pressure of my whole body shaking.
I saw a judgement day and how I would became my own judge.
It was all about me and my lonely, helpless, and deep sadness future.

I dreamt about my end…
An end I wish I could change.
When I waked up, feeling ashamed of myself, all I wanted was it to be just a nightmare.
But, I feel scared because déjà vu do exists.