To Rhio, for always being there.
Here I am sitting in a car,
wondering where you are.
I look towards the sky,
Trying to figure out why,
You always make me smile.
I stand outside a bar,
looking for a shooting a star.
But here you are,
so close but yet so far.
Leaving me with a smile.
This girl that shows me love,
that everyone would wish to have.
Because her Jojo love meter was half empty. (now its full :D)
Saturday, February 28, 2009
I needed to smile.
hope this makes you smile.
:D
Cause I sit on my roof and
I count up all the stars
From where I am, to
Exactly where you are
And every night finds
Me looking at the sky
Always thinking about
This boy that makes me smile
Because Rhio wrote this.
:D
Cause I sit on my roof and
I count up all the stars
From where I am, to
Exactly where you are
And every night finds
Me looking at the sky
Always thinking about
This boy that makes me smile
Because Rhio wrote this.
Friday, February 27, 2009
Regret from my reminiscence.
Do you remember those times we hug?
Those times we kissed and loved.
How about the late night discussion,
that soon became our addiction.
Do you remember my embrace?
The times when you kissed my face.
Telling yourself its just another phase.
That will soon pass our face.
You sang. You dance.
And made me glance,
To your beauty and melody,
I fell for truly.
Our hearts beats as one.
But I never thought the end has already begun.
We joke. We laugh.
Pretending as if it wasn't tough.
Trying everything to make us one.
But tragedy has already won.
We argued. We fought. We cried.
But our love was to intertwined.
To tangled to be loosen,
But the love was almost broken.
There we lay, each night on the phone.
Not saying one word, for we have lost our tone.
You say "I miss you."
And say "Goodnight."
And give me my last kiss of the night.
You wait for my response,
Hoping I didn't forget.
I found the words to say,
But instead I said something I now regret.
There you cried.
Thinking through all my lies.
Telling me I'm just another guy,
with no heart and no love.
Then you say your final goodbye,
And hang the phone leaving me all alone.
I lay on my bed in darkest night.
Your love finally out of sight.
Then I close my eyes; until I wept.
For all the days, with you I should have kept.
Because you watched George Lopez every night on the phone.
Those times we kissed and loved.
How about the late night discussion,
that soon became our addiction.
Do you remember my embrace?
The times when you kissed my face.
Telling yourself its just another phase.
That will soon pass our face.
You sang. You dance.
And made me glance,
To your beauty and melody,
I fell for truly.
Our hearts beats as one.
But I never thought the end has already begun.
We joke. We laugh.
Pretending as if it wasn't tough.
Trying everything to make us one.
But tragedy has already won.
We argued. We fought. We cried.
But our love was to intertwined.
To tangled to be loosen,
But the love was almost broken.
There we lay, each night on the phone.
Not saying one word, for we have lost our tone.
You say "I miss you."
And say "Goodnight."
And give me my last kiss of the night.
You wait for my response,
Hoping I didn't forget.
I found the words to say,
But instead I said something I now regret.
There you cried.
Thinking through all my lies.
Telling me I'm just another guy,
with no heart and no love.
Then you say your final goodbye,
And hang the phone leaving me all alone.
I lay on my bed in darkest night.
Your love finally out of sight.
Then I close my eyes; until I wept.
For all the days, with you I should have kept.
Because you watched George Lopez every night on the phone.
Thursday, February 26, 2009
Inspired by an egg.
He walks in the middle of the road,
Feeling nonchalant about the world.
He sees a painter with no paint, a canvas of emptiness.
Imaginations of black and white.
He looks up at the sky,
and found a lonely kite with no strings attached.
He looks for a boy that held up the kite,
but only saw a child with no food and health.
that hungers for death.
He sees a police car park in front of a store,
and saw who's at fault in this heinous core.
The police who served protection,
only causes more destruction.
Selling drugs to the teenage mugs.
He sees a teacher with no students.
An artist with no art.
A singer with no voice.
A musician with no music.
He looks towards heaven,
only saw a world full of raven.
And there he lies, in the middle of the road,
paralyze to the rest of the world,
and says "Here lies a world, with no dream, with no hope, with no God."
Because Rhio called "First Read."
Feeling nonchalant about the world.
He sees a painter with no paint, a canvas of emptiness.
Imaginations of black and white.
He looks up at the sky,
and found a lonely kite with no strings attached.
He looks for a boy that held up the kite,
but only saw a child with no food and health.
that hungers for death.
He sees a police car park in front of a store,
and saw who's at fault in this heinous core.
The police who served protection,
only causes more destruction.
Selling drugs to the teenage mugs.
He sees a teacher with no students.
An artist with no art.
A singer with no voice.
A musician with no music.
He looks towards heaven,
only saw a world full of raven.
And there he lies, in the middle of the road,
paralyze to the rest of the world,
and says "Here lies a world, with no dream, with no hope, with no God."
Because Rhio called "First Read."
April.
All the memories left behind,
Memories of different kinds.
You wish to stay but only forced to go away.
You fought with your heart and lost in the end.
You cry each night that pass,
Each tear for a different past.
Your afraid to leave,
and starting not to believe.
Life is moving too fast,
to fast for your eyes to follow,
so you stop your thoughts,
and tears began to flow.
You sit and mope,
and act as if your on dope.
Your friends start to worry,
and you give them different story.
I wasn't there for you,
for I believe you were strong,
strong enough to overcome this on your own.
so please, put a smile on and throw that frown.
But I just wanted you to know,
No matter where you go,
No matter where you are,
No matter how far,
you will always be in the same place,
in the middle of my heart.
Because I can be the bad friend.
Memories of different kinds.
You wish to stay but only forced to go away.
You fought with your heart and lost in the end.
You cry each night that pass,
Each tear for a different past.
Your afraid to leave,
and starting not to believe.
Life is moving too fast,
to fast for your eyes to follow,
so you stop your thoughts,
and tears began to flow.
You sit and mope,
and act as if your on dope.
Your friends start to worry,
and you give them different story.
I wasn't there for you,
for I believe you were strong,
strong enough to overcome this on your own.
so please, put a smile on and throw that frown.
But I just wanted you to know,
No matter where you go,
No matter where you are,
No matter how far,
you will always be in the same place,
in the middle of my heart.
Because I can be the bad friend.
Chances. (A story in progress)
Chapter 1: The Hangover.
It was about eleven in the morning when I woke up from my sleep. I had a weird dream about the day I first met her. It's been a while since our first encounter but I'm still hoping that I would meet her again. I got up and went to the restroom to release my loads of liquid. When I got out of the rest room I started feeling dizzy, and there it was, the hangover kicking in.
I quickly grabbed on the handle of the restroom door and slowly got up to regain my balance. I see my brother in the computer room with other friend. I walk slowly, still feeling dizzy and now I have a massive head ache. I stumble across the hallway over to my brother and friend. Still not sure which of my friend was with my brother because of the hangover.
I felt sicker than a person who's going through kimo. My brother laughs at me when I fall to the ground then hurries to my aid. He helps me up, puts my arm over his shoulder and guides me to a chair. I realize it was Eric who was with my brother chilling in the computer room.
"Hey Josh!" someone yells out my brothers name.
I turned around to look and it was Ben, telling Josh to clean up in the garage where the party was held. I tried to get up but ended up just falling back on the chair. Eric started laughing at me telling me how much I drank last night. I started to remember how the party was going before I passed out on the couch. I remember dancing around with a beer on my hand yelling "PARTY! PARTY!" looking like a complete jackass. Well i guess you never really know what you would do after a few shots of vodka, tequila, and couple bottles of beer.
Eric in the other hand didn't really drink much. I doubt he would even be able to get off his bed if he drank as much as I did. He has long hair, skinny and tall but don't let that fool you. He has muscles underneath his skinny body. He always wears a beanie looking like a stoner, not that he isn't one. He hands me a glass of water and tells me that I need to drink some liquids. I told him it would be better if he made me some coffee instead.
Ben and Josh walks in the computer room and started playing music. I told them to lower it down because it felt like someones digging in my skull. Ben is Eric's brother. Unlike Eric, Ben is more muscular and has longer hair. He wears glasses and always walks as if he's the coolest kid on the block. My brother, Josh, is really not that much muscular compared to the Gonzales brothers (Eric and Ben). He's a little bit more squishy and chubby. He's an average height about 5'6 or 5'7. He always wear his jacket and zips it up 3/4 of the way. He has a simple black colored hair that's shaped like a mohawk.
I looked around the room and no one seems to be feeling the same way as me. Everyone looks fine as if they didn't even party last night. I felt like a retard when i realized I'm the only one who suffered the "Hangover." Eric hands me my coffee this time. It was freaking hot and burned my tongue when i took a sip. It was black and bitter just the way it should be when someone has a hangover. Well at least that's how I want it.
I started feeling better after couple minutes. I had breakfast and drank some Tylenol for my headache. After we ate, we headed back to the computer room where we sat down and had some discussion. Josh tells me that I have to go pick up his little girlfriend since he had to go home and check in with our mom. They're not officially together yet becase Josh is to much ofa coward to ask her out adn make a move, but I like to tease him and call her his little girlfriend. The Gonzales brothers finished cleaning up the garage and told us that we can leave since there's no more cleaning to do. We said our goodbyes headed down the hill where the bus stop rests. My brother had to take a different bus to go home and I have to take another bus heading to his little girlfriends house. His bus came first and he goes on and waves a hand to me and sits next to an old man who stared at im as he was some kind of alien.
there I sit and wait by myself in the bus stop for someone else benefit. Not knowing that this would actually lead me to something wonderful.
It was about eleven in the morning when I woke up from my sleep. I had a weird dream about the day I first met her. It's been a while since our first encounter but I'm still hoping that I would meet her again. I got up and went to the restroom to release my loads of liquid. When I got out of the rest room I started feeling dizzy, and there it was, the hangover kicking in.
I quickly grabbed on the handle of the restroom door and slowly got up to regain my balance. I see my brother in the computer room with other friend. I walk slowly, still feeling dizzy and now I have a massive head ache. I stumble across the hallway over to my brother and friend. Still not sure which of my friend was with my brother because of the hangover.
I felt sicker than a person who's going through kimo. My brother laughs at me when I fall to the ground then hurries to my aid. He helps me up, puts my arm over his shoulder and guides me to a chair. I realize it was Eric who was with my brother chilling in the computer room.
"Hey Josh!" someone yells out my brothers name.
I turned around to look and it was Ben, telling Josh to clean up in the garage where the party was held. I tried to get up but ended up just falling back on the chair. Eric started laughing at me telling me how much I drank last night. I started to remember how the party was going before I passed out on the couch. I remember dancing around with a beer on my hand yelling "PARTY! PARTY!" looking like a complete jackass. Well i guess you never really know what you would do after a few shots of vodka, tequila, and couple bottles of beer.
Eric in the other hand didn't really drink much. I doubt he would even be able to get off his bed if he drank as much as I did. He has long hair, skinny and tall but don't let that fool you. He has muscles underneath his skinny body. He always wears a beanie looking like a stoner, not that he isn't one. He hands me a glass of water and tells me that I need to drink some liquids. I told him it would be better if he made me some coffee instead.
Ben and Josh walks in the computer room and started playing music. I told them to lower it down because it felt like someones digging in my skull. Ben is Eric's brother. Unlike Eric, Ben is more muscular and has longer hair. He wears glasses and always walks as if he's the coolest kid on the block. My brother, Josh, is really not that much muscular compared to the Gonzales brothers (Eric and Ben). He's a little bit more squishy and chubby. He's an average height about 5'6 or 5'7. He always wear his jacket and zips it up 3/4 of the way. He has a simple black colored hair that's shaped like a mohawk.
I looked around the room and no one seems to be feeling the same way as me. Everyone looks fine as if they didn't even party last night. I felt like a retard when i realized I'm the only one who suffered the "Hangover." Eric hands me my coffee this time. It was freaking hot and burned my tongue when i took a sip. It was black and bitter just the way it should be when someone has a hangover. Well at least that's how I want it.
I started feeling better after couple minutes. I had breakfast and drank some Tylenol for my headache. After we ate, we headed back to the computer room where we sat down and had some discussion. Josh tells me that I have to go pick up his little girlfriend since he had to go home and check in with our mom. They're not officially together yet becase Josh is to much ofa coward to ask her out adn make a move, but I like to tease him and call her his little girlfriend. The Gonzales brothers finished cleaning up the garage and told us that we can leave since there's no more cleaning to do. We said our goodbyes headed down the hill where the bus stop rests. My brother had to take a different bus to go home and I have to take another bus heading to his little girlfriends house. His bus came first and he goes on and waves a hand to me and sits next to an old man who stared at im as he was some kind of alien.
there I sit and wait by myself in the bus stop for someone else benefit. Not knowing that this would actually lead me to something wonderful.
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
Inevitable.
I always wondered why people fear the invetible. Why are people afraid of the invetitable death? When we know that something is inevitable, isn't it better to prepare for it and enjoy what we have before the inevitable thing happens rather than living our life in fear for the inevitable? I for myself, can say that I have accepted that death is always just around the corner, waiting for us to reach that corner and fall. However, I believe that death is something that shouldn't be looked at and fear. I believe that death should be a motivation for us to live our life as if there is no tommorrow. I wonder, do people fear death because they believe that after death there is nothing. That we are just a pile of old bones who has no memory if our past life? Do we fear death because we're afraid of leaving our love ones? Or do we fear death because we are not ready to accept that we cannot continue living? I have never seen anyone who has accepted death when he/she was faced by death itself. I have never met anyone who has said that they were ready to die when they were struck by a deadly disease. I believe that people who can say that they are ready to die, have lived a wonderful, exciting, and fun-filled life. People who are not ready to die arethe people who have not achieve true happiness.
So why do we fear the inevitable when we know that its bound to happen?
We fear the inevitable because we give in to our hearts and hope that maybe one day death may never come and ignore our brains who knows that death is bound to happen.
So why do we fear the inevitable when we know that its bound to happen?
We fear the inevitable because we give in to our hearts and hope that maybe one day death may never come and ignore our brains who knows that death is bound to happen.
Chances. (A story in progress)
Prologue.
April 26 or was it 27? I'm not really sure but that's the day I set eyes on a wonderful girl. I've seen her around before when I hangout after school but never really paid any attention to her because I had a girlfriend. Eventually I would be single again and that's when her beauty sprung to life and surprised me in every way possible. She had dark brown hair that would shine bright when the sunlight lay upon it. Her beautiful tan skin that glowed smoothly in the sunlight. Her eyes were filled with joy and brought smiles to anyone who looks at it. I gazed, completely lost in her eyes, wondering what it was about her that made me stare. I brush her of my mind, thinking deeply how to approach her, or if I should even approach her. I sat there, nervous as if I have a final in calculus the next day and didn't study. Then, as I'm lost in my thoughts, a voice bloom outside my head. I couldn't piece it together. Confused, wondering where the voice came from, and as reality sets in, there she was next to me standing wanting something.
She repeated again smiling, "Excuse me, but your in my seat."
I panic. Quickly got up and offered her the seat. I smiled looking like an idiot who doesn't know the answer to a question. I apologized to her and she said it was no problem, that it happens all the time.
As I walk away, thinking that I should have stayed and chat, a voice called to me.
"Excuse me! Hey Boy!" the voice yelled.
I turned around and saw her waving. I look around thinking that she must have been waving at someone else, but found that I was all alone in the parking. I looked at her and pointed at myself. She nods and walks towards me. I meet her half way, since I don't want to look like a lazy ass.
We met up in front of Jamba Juice and Starbucks.She smiled at me and says "Hello, I forgot to introduce myself. I'm Kathy, and you are?" I paused, and she looked at me as if she has offended me and asks, "Are you okay?" I stared at her and realized that she was talking to me. I smiled and half laughed then said "I'm sorry, I was lost in my thoughts. My names Jojo." She smiled at me and in my head I knew that the way that she smile showed she was very delighted to have met me.
And that was the first day I laid eyes on the most beautiful girl.
She repeated again smiling, "Excuse me, but your in my seat."
I panic. Quickly got up and offered her the seat. I smiled looking like an idiot who doesn't know the answer to a question. I apologized to her and she said it was no problem, that it happens all the time.
As I walk away, thinking that I should have stayed and chat, a voice called to me.
"Excuse me! Hey Boy!" the voice yelled.
I turned around and saw her waving. I look around thinking that she must have been waving at someone else, but found that I was all alone in the parking. I looked at her and pointed at myself. She nods and walks towards me. I meet her half way, since I don't want to look like a lazy ass.
We met up in front of Jamba Juice and Starbucks.She smiled at me and says "Hello, I forgot to introduce myself. I'm Kathy, and you are?" I paused, and she looked at me as if she has offended me and asks, "Are you okay?" I stared at her and realized that she was talking to me. I smiled and half laughed then said "I'm sorry, I was lost in my thoughts. My names Jojo." She smiled at me and in my head I knew that the way that she smile showed she was very delighted to have met me.
And that was the first day I laid eyes on the most beautiful girl.
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
Inspired.
I was inspired to write by a friend of mine who showed me some of her writings. The first time I read her writing, I saw how writing, poetry, songs, and stories, can easily free our mind. I want to keep writing for fun even though I suck at it. But as long as there's people willing to read my writing, I dont mind having crapy work :D
My first poem was actually about a guy's point of view about a break up he had with his girlfriend. After I wrote it, people said it was pretty sad and good. So that really encouraged me to write more. Most of the time, these writings of mine are just random thoughts and topics that comes to my head when I have nothing to do. I'm glad to have find a hobby that allows me to share my thoughts and that allows me to free my mind. Hopefully, I don't get lazy and stop this fun hobby.
To Itlog, who showed me retarded things that turned out to be so beautiful.
My first poem was actually about a guy's point of view about a break up he had with his girlfriend. After I wrote it, people said it was pretty sad and good. So that really encouraged me to write more. Most of the time, these writings of mine are just random thoughts and topics that comes to my head when I have nothing to do. I'm glad to have find a hobby that allows me to share my thoughts and that allows me to free my mind. Hopefully, I don't get lazy and stop this fun hobby.
To Itlog, who showed me retarded things that turned out to be so beautiful.
Light.
You're the reason I live.
You're the reason I give.
You're the reason I strive.
You're the reason I believe.
And the reason I survive.
You have blessed me truly,
And worked through me.
You have shown me the light,
When I lost sight in the night.
You are my savior,
the source of good behavior.
I trust in you just as you trust in me.
I believe in you just as you believe in me.
I work for you just as you work for me,
But you are still far greater than me.
I am your servant,
A loyal servant who remains the light for you.
A light that will shine and beam,
even if its out of sight.
Only you can lead me to a place where peace can exist.
a place where you and I can become we
for you are the only one who can see,
though all my sins,
the goodness in me.
You have shown me your love,
by sending your only son.
Who has died for my sins.
For you are the one and only God.
that holds true love.
Because I saw the light in her.
You're the reason I give.
You're the reason I strive.
You're the reason I believe.
And the reason I survive.
You have blessed me truly,
And worked through me.
You have shown me the light,
When I lost sight in the night.
You are my savior,
the source of good behavior.
I trust in you just as you trust in me.
I believe in you just as you believe in me.
I work for you just as you work for me,
But you are still far greater than me.
I am your servant,
A loyal servant who remains the light for you.
A light that will shine and beam,
even if its out of sight.
Only you can lead me to a place where peace can exist.
a place where you and I can become we
for you are the only one who can see,
though all my sins,
the goodness in me.
You have shown me your love,
by sending your only son.
Who has died for my sins.
For you are the one and only God.
that holds true love.
Because I saw the light in her.
Write before eating.
I know you hate me
I can see it in your eyes.
every time you look at me
I might as well just hide.
I try to move on,
but its just to hard.
pretending you don't exist,
is like being in a maze with no exits.
I try to to apologize.
but you closed your heart.
I try to make you realize
but you already walked away
I try to reach you,
but you pushed me away,
I tried to trip you to slow you down,
but I ended up falling just to the ground.
I know I hurt you, and you want none of me,
but just hear me out, and again you"ll see.
knowing the feeling I lost you
is feeling as if I reached hell
I just want you back
but you already know all to well
I wish for one last chance
but its something even a shooting star cant give,
all odds are against me, but i know you miss me.
you act nonchalant but i know what you want.
but if keeping you means sadness for you,
then I might as well just close my eyes and let no words come out.
Because Rhio likes writing.
I can see it in your eyes.
every time you look at me
I might as well just hide.
I try to move on,
but its just to hard.
pretending you don't exist,
is like being in a maze with no exits.
I try to to apologize.
but you closed your heart.
I try to make you realize
but you already walked away
I try to reach you,
but you pushed me away,
I tried to trip you to slow you down,
but I ended up falling just to the ground.
I know I hurt you, and you want none of me,
but just hear me out, and again you"ll see.
knowing the feeling I lost you
is feeling as if I reached hell
I just want you back
but you already know all to well
I wish for one last chance
but its something even a shooting star cant give,
all odds are against me, but i know you miss me.
you act nonchalant but i know what you want.
but if keeping you means sadness for you,
then I might as well just close my eyes and let no words come out.
Because Rhio likes writing.
Because I was bored.
He's outside her front door,
sitting on the floor
It's 12:14 at midnight
and she's still out of sight.
He threw pebbles at her window
Hoping for a light to bloom
But only saw darkness in her room.
And felt like his plan was all doomed.
There he sits and waits,
Clenching on his guitar
Looking at the stars
Thinking of her song.
He sees the light bloom in her room
Like flowers in spring,
He felt like its time for him to sing
And there she was on her window
staring blankly at the clouds
Wondering and quietly thinking
He started playing his guitar,
hoping to catch her attention
And there she was,
staring at him with confusion
She listened and smiled
thinking as if he's just an illusion.
A figment of her imagination.
He sang her her song
Revealling all his emotions.
He hears her heart beating
And made his heart start skipping.
And made him stop singing.
And started wondering.
Asking for the right timing.
He pulls out a white rose
and held it with his lips.
reach in his pockets
and pulled out a ring with flowery tips.
He said with a smile,
"Will you marry me?"
She smiled and cried.
And answered with a yes.
Telling him to serenade her once more.
Then he opens her front door.
and head to her room.
There she waits,
laying on her bed
with lips beaming in red.
He opens the door
and flew straight on the floor.
And made her way to the door.
She hugged him and kissed him.
and told him how much she loved him.
And he whisper in the dim of light,
"I Love you too."
sitting on the floor
It's 12:14 at midnight
and she's still out of sight.
He threw pebbles at her window
Hoping for a light to bloom
But only saw darkness in her room.
And felt like his plan was all doomed.
There he sits and waits,
Clenching on his guitar
Looking at the stars
Thinking of her song.
He sees the light bloom in her room
Like flowers in spring,
He felt like its time for him to sing
And there she was on her window
staring blankly at the clouds
Wondering and quietly thinking
He started playing his guitar,
hoping to catch her attention
And there she was,
staring at him with confusion
She listened and smiled
thinking as if he's just an illusion.
A figment of her imagination.
He sang her her song
Revealling all his emotions.
He hears her heart beating
And made his heart start skipping.
And made him stop singing.
And started wondering.
Asking for the right timing.
He pulls out a white rose
and held it with his lips.
reach in his pockets
and pulled out a ring with flowery tips.
He said with a smile,
"Will you marry me?"
She smiled and cried.
And answered with a yes.
Telling him to serenade her once more.
Then he opens her front door.
and head to her room.
There she waits,
laying on her bed
with lips beaming in red.
He opens the door
and flew straight on the floor.
And made her way to the door.
She hugged him and kissed him.
and told him how much she loved him.
And he whisper in the dim of light,
"I Love you too."
Because I was bored,
Saturday, February 21, 2009
I miss you quite terribly.
It's late in the evening,
And I'm all alone.
Walking in this empty street.
Looking for a place called home.
I look for a sense of direction,
But couldn't find your location.
I look at the sky.
Wishing that i could fly.
Surrounded by darkness,
looking like a mess.
I look for a light
and saw a star shinning bright
I'm all alone,
wondering in this empty street
Walking to my beat
And slowly looking at my feet.
I head towards the star.
And found an empty car.
Saw a picture of you,
And didn't know what to do.
I walk past your picture,
Trying no to dwell on our past.
But it's just to damn hard.
so I started running fast.
I head towards the light.
Losing hope every step in the night.
I wanted to give up,
Because I was so fed up.
Losing tears,
It feels like getting stabbed by spears.
My heart started racing,
As I closing in the light.
I finally reach the light,
And all hope started to return
As i gaze confused,
wondering what the light is,
And I see you with arms out and says,
"welcome Home."
And I'm all alone.
Walking in this empty street.
Looking for a place called home.
I look for a sense of direction,
But couldn't find your location.
I look at the sky.
Wishing that i could fly.
Surrounded by darkness,
looking like a mess.
I look for a light
and saw a star shinning bright
I'm all alone,
wondering in this empty street
Walking to my beat
And slowly looking at my feet.
I head towards the star.
And found an empty car.
Saw a picture of you,
And didn't know what to do.
I walk past your picture,
Trying no to dwell on our past.
But it's just to damn hard.
so I started running fast.
I head towards the light.
Losing hope every step in the night.
I wanted to give up,
Because I was so fed up.
Losing tears,
It feels like getting stabbed by spears.
My heart started racing,
As I closing in the light.
I finally reach the light,
And all hope started to return
As i gaze confused,
wondering what the light is,
And I see you with arms out and says,
"welcome Home."
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