scribbling

to the thoughts and rush emotions.
haven't seen myself done thinking,
mood swings what i do what i feel.
pretty disturbing, my shield though.
unpredictable others seem to describe
pointless being i am, im ashamed.
its just a thought, expressing thoughts
over and over again, mostly in pains
with a handful of extreme happiness
love? smiling while tapping the keys
it gives me no riches though, nor fame
cause its free to express what i want,
what i feel, may give enlightenment,
i guess. im not good at it either.
im just happy doing it to symbols.
its early morning now huh,
waiting for the sun to rise
for about 2 hours more.
its been a night of silence,
i enjoyed it. no chats, no calls.
my usual life that i missed sometimes.
that's why i love darkness, the silence.
guess spending life alone will now be easy
when that time comes..
hope fingers are still intact
and mind is still working.
eyes could still decode the symbols.
and still have a wall to write into.
i'll be happy to live into it.

emptying the null

hit hit hit whichever be struck.
soul soul soul.. hit the heart.
where lies all the lies
hate hate hate.. hit the mind..
devil's logic grumbles, sneers.
drum rolls for the entrance
beats as legions of devils are marching
blood splashes whenever these hands waves
grief and crawling cries
misery embraces with fear
darkness darkness darkness
blind perceives it all grey.
weighing life at no basis
no turning point,
no resting place,
sneer my boy, smile grimly.
groom this hideous scars
with black happy thoughts
unleash all spirits of deceit.
no more tears to creep,
untainted eyes lies mourns for death
shields now tarnishing
from the scratches in the crypt.
lament.. lament.. lament..
without tears, without emotions
untangle this twisted ruins
fold it to like a coffin
keep this flesh warm
with fake affections
with meaningless turns and runs
squealing sorrow spills out a wind
to push and move along
leading to nowhere
alongside with damnation
and scent of death.






"nang dahil sa redbull."
:))
ewan..
need ko lang magshift ng mood..
penge let ng redbull
:))

something to think about...

Dear God
by Avenged SevenFold

A lonely road, crossed another cold state line
Miles away from those I love
Hope is hard to find
While I recall all the words you spoke to me
Can't help but wish that I was there
And where I'd love to be, oh yeah

Dear God the only thing I ask of you
Is to hold her when I'm not around
When I'm much too far away
We all need that person who can be true to you
But I left her when I found her
And now I wish I'd stayed
'Cause I'm lonely and I'm tired
I'm missing you again, oh no
Once again

There's nothing here for me on this barren road
There's no one here while the city sleeps
And all the shops are closed
Can't help but think of the times I've had with you
Pictures and some memories will have to help me through, oh yeah

Dear God the only thing I ask of you is
To hold her when I'm not around,
When I'm much too far away
We all need that person who can be true to you
I left her when I found her
And now I wish I'd stayed
'Cause I'm lonely and I'm tired
I'm missing you again oh no
Once again

Some search, never finding a way
Before long, they waste away
I found you, something told me to stay
I gave in, to selfish ways
And how I miss someone to hold
When hope begins to fade...

A lonely road, crossed another cold state line
Miles away from those I love
Hope is hard to find

Dear God the only thing I ask of you is
To hold her when I'm not around,
When I'm much too far away
We all need the person who can be true to you
I left her when I found her
And now I wish I'd stayed
'Cause I'm lonely and I'm tired
I'm missing you again oh no
Once again

emo

solemn hush of heartbeats
blended with a strong taste of coffee
and a handful of cigar's smog puffed off
triggering a rapid firing nerve-agents
to aflame the darkest inner fire, interacting.
with crashing cymbals and heart rhymed drums.
plucked and strummed by guitar.
an innocently angel looking whispers
with soul lifting voice
encircling the music of a punk.
as her tears fell with the music
her soul screaming chorus ripples her innocence
as tears still falling, her soul now singing
expressively laid the music on her face.
gestures delivered perfectly with her voice.
moving and battering her head.
eyes closed lifting their astral being.
gliding on music's stave,
feeling the comfort of nirvana's edges.
as flesh sweats furiously
solemn heartbeat into rock pounding being
jumping to reach gliding soul
and be with it, to nirvana,
to breathe an imaginary bliss
dancing till the music settles
to its solitary place, her heart.