Silence builds an awful wreckage of a girl

It feeds on loneliness and creates a void

Gray shadows haunt and torment and torture

A teenager is stricken and destroyed

There is no sound of laughter or happiness here

The little one has thrown in the towel today

Somber, melancholy moods decay the soul

It is futile to hope and dream and pray

Emptiness builds a home in this woman

In this girl, this child where hollows have bred

A deepening sea of nowhereness consumes

And eats away at every connecting thread

Confusion feeds like a savage inside her,

Leaving nothing considered worthy remains

Destined to walk through life less ordinary

Alone, exiled, different and disdained.

by Bek
 
 
xoxo
-R-

Life

life is like a bed of roses,
many thorns...
the path to a wonderful life lies in learning to avoid the thorns,
while enjoying the roses..

although you may find yourself bleeding profusely along the way...
but the wonderful roses
awaiting on the other side..
are always worth the pain

© regina yip

I’ve known you since I was a kid. The one thing I learn from you back then is that you never judge. You never once judge me like the way other people do. You stood by me through thick and through thin. You were always there with me through the nastiest things that happen to me. Never once have you complained. I use to tell you nearly everything. You are the one person I could always be honest with no matter what. Nothing got in between us. But now that a decade had gone by, things have change and so did we. You are still here standing by me. But sadly it is not the same. Our bond grew stronger and apart too as years went by. I’ve change too for the better and it’s obvious because you said so yourself (but I’m not saying that I’m perfect).

But have you change for the better? Do you like what you have become? Have you reflect on what you have been lately? Are you even the same person I’ve known years ago? I feel like I don’t even know you anymore. People talked about you, they can even see it by the way you act and talk. But I have always stood up for you regardless of what they say. Because deep down inside I know you are still that girl I use to know. You still hold certain principles in life. And I admire you for certain certainty, qualities and confidence that you have that would never change. But apart from that there’s nothing else. I use to like hanging out with you. But now, it is a dread at times.

I can’t fully be myself anymore when I’m with you. And I honestly find myself needing to be fake with you at times. I can’t communicate with you anymore sometimes. I told myself a dozen times that I’m done trying to cope up with you but I still hung on. And the very reason to that is I know that friends stick by each other through no matter what. Although is wearing me out, FRIENDSHIP is the only rationale for me putting up with you this whole time. And I’m done pretending that everything is okay. May God grant me more patience and tolerance and may you come back to your senses.

And if you by any chance or by accident stumble on this post babe *hint hint* take what I’ve said seriously and reflect. And you’ll see that I’m right. And try not to justify yourself

xoxo

-R-

Roses are Red

Roses are red, violets are blue. You know I'm allergic. I'm going to sue.
Roses are red, violets are blue- That line's so cliched, sad but it's true.
Roses are red, violets are blue, sugar is sweet and bad for your teeth
Roses are red, violets are blue, most poems rhyme, but this one doesn't

hahahahaha. so random!!!


-R-

Sometimes I still think that I am a screw up. Hate it sometimes to be honest. Particularly looking back at the things that I did in the past. I tend to label myself, stupid, silly, mean, irrational etc. And sometimes I even end up laughing at it. But the future is where I'm heading towards. So I guess all I need is the determination not to look back. But like every other normal human being, our past is still a part of us no matter where we left it. So flashbacks of it do surface itself now and then.

Being stubborn is always a choice. Some say holding on and never letting go is the gift of perseverance. But then again, sometimes letting go is the only option. And I have always believed that it is never wrong to pursue something that you know is right. But when people talk about the right thing and time do they even know what and when it is? I guess we will never know if it is really the right time, or even the right thing to do. I mean just because we think it is it doesn’t mean it is.

I’ve been thinking a lot lately, been told to stop. Maybe I need to continue what I started. And maybe after while, I’ll see things the way I’m supposed to. Because as our environment change, we eventually learn to adapt and accept the way things are.

LOL I honestly don’t know what I’m getting at here. randomnezzz

-R-

There are some secrets that are never meant to be secret. Everyone has secrets either from their past or present life. I never really thought about sharing my secrets until a few weeks ago I met some individuals who shared some of the common secrets I had. It was as if they were an invisible unintentionally hidden key made just to unlock my secrets from the past. In case you were wondering if I knew these people from the past, the answer is NO. I barely knew these people and I’ve only met them a couple of times.

Anyway being the oldest among the group of people and the one with the most sort of bad experience I shared first. But before that let me tell you a little bit about those few people I met. In short they are the ones who have the “I’m too cool for anything” look kind of people. But don’t get me wrong they are nice people is just how they look and the first impression that they portray to people and that reminded me so much of myself back when I was at their age. (That was probably the key to all of it)

So anyway, I shared so I talked and talked and talked and all of a sudden there was an abrupt burst of laughter in the end. I was like hmmm ok this was not the response I thought I ought to get for sharing what I just did. Immediately after that these few people started sharing too about some of their sort of darkest secret as well. Consequently, we became a group of newly met acquaintances who spilled their secret from the past. The discussion would have gone on forever if we didn’t have a time limit.

I guess what I'm trying to say is that everything happens for a reason. The discussion we had really brought our friendship to a whole new level with respect. I guess in the end of the day that’s what matters most. It was pure randomness and irony I would say but that’s a whole different story. God I love this new year :)

what a weird post!!


-R-