looking at my stained mirror..

This blog will be more on stories and poetry made by my own imagination. Some may be based from my own experiences while some may be excerpts from other short stories and literature. Some of the following entries I made were not published according to the date they were written. Looking through a stained mirror, you will see a glimpse of me..

Friday, November 2, 2007

the clock is ticking, seconds pass by
another minute without you
an hour of wishful thinking
a day to cry
idle dreaming, hoping and wishing
sitting all day writing
sweet beginnings and bitter endings
another story is closing.

for you.

If there's one place I would like to be
It would be behind you
So whenever you feel weak and you fall down
I will be there to catch it all..
I could stare at you all day
And watch you sleep all night
I could spend my life dreaming
Of your face and how you hold me tight
And when everything falls apart
And the world wouldn't understand
You can always count on me to pick you up
I'll always be around..
You are an epitome of flawed perfection
But I loved you for that
You may not be someone I deserved
But you're everything I want.
I LOVE YOU SO MUCH....

his light blinded me
he's eveything i can see
my first thought in the morning
and the last before i sleep
there are lots of things i haven't said
and feelings unexpressed
but there's no time left..

Tears drove me to write
About the things I used to love
I wept them with tissues
With your name scribbled on it.
Moments fleeting turning into dusts
Remnants of a tragedy of the past
Scattered to who knows where
By the cold wind's soft whisper.
Tears drove me to sing
Melancholic tears on unrequited love
These notes noone would ever hear
For they were only meant for you dear.

you see the difference between now and yesterday?
It's the time and the moments
So does it really matter if you got him back
When you're wanting the boy you used to have?
We're back, we're back
We're back together
But sometimes I wish we could go back
To who we used to be
Way back before the tragedy
You're face isn't so familiar at all
and your hand isn't so soft
Your words isn't so assuring at all
and your hugs have turned cold.
We've changed, or is it just you?

As days turned to weeks
The darkness enlightens me more
And the more I think about it
The more I realized
That I have been the sacrifice

I was there to catch it all
The hits and the blow
And I can't do anything
To even defend myself
You said you will save me
But you locked me in a cage of doubts

I want to break free
I need to break free

In order not to hurt her
You have to hurt me
You only think about her
What about me?
I have been the sacrifice.

You look past my gaze
I looked into your eyes
I saw hatred, I saw lies
Life is moving
I'm stuck here waiting
But you won't move
I sense hesitation
It's burying me even more
Is it over?
Can't we really work things out
Has your heart been closed
As our world fell apart..