Day 38 – Silent storm

The air was not right. It felt oddly shifty but i did not see my ground moving. Gently i walked, not to fall into the cracks. I felt the pull, somehow, slightly. Then all i knew, i gasped for air. My heart was suddenly empty. A sudden chill piercing inside my chest and it hurts. And that morning i cried.



Day 35 – Tangled

I was once promised by the voice inside me that there will be a savanna with blue mountain and emerald sky. i believed in the promise therefore i keep living.

Once and some more times, people that i met to bid good bye would wish that i would find what i am looking for. So i kept looking, without exactly knowing what i am actually looking for, but those people wished me good luck for it.

Some other time some other people would say i should not do certain things because it was proven it hurt me. So i stopped doing them.

Once and some more times, i found some beautiful lines in books, songs, other people’s speech that reflects my feelings and who i was. So i kept the words¬† in mind referred my life to it.

Once and so many times, tho, i found my self stumbled by the thoughts, i thought i was on the right path shaping the right self wearing the right definition, but was i really?

But i did and still do believe in the promise, so i shall follow the voice.


Day 33 – I love you

word and its significance; it s a vow, a pray, a promise, a lie, a spell for the hearts….call me your honey, darling, baby, babe, unintended, say that i am your lover, partner, soul mate, special someone, boyfriend, girlfriend, or call me nothing at all….but say the words….but say them with your heart….so i can step on the ground….then i know who i am…..i am everything but a drifter…..but say it if your heart wants to……say it if your heart wants to……cuz i dont believe what my mind keeps telling me….say it to my heart…..the echo of the silence will take me back floating and drift…otherwise


Day 32 – Self detox

it is the circle, once again i come to the point when i feel something is swollen in the inside and it is pressing my lung. Suffocated it seems by maybe whatever junk i unconsciously absorb while i am out of my sanctuary. I refuse new threads to be attached to my life keeping the good old ones. Accepting and patiently going thru the storm rather than fighting back.

it is the circle, i am being pulled back to my core and i need to go with the pull.