Sabes?, Te quiero
Aunque no te conozca bien, porque hay algo en ti que me gusta, esa oscuridad que yace en ti y que también se encuentra en mi.
Esa oscuridad que nadie entiende, que nos distingue y en la cual veo que te sumerges; entonces entiendo que andamos por los mismos lugares oscuros, conviviendo con los mismos monstruos, aprendiendo de los mismos miedos; disfrutando de las mismas mieles de los labios del vacío que nos coquetea con toda esa soledad y paz que nos ofrece.
Cuando te veo, también me veo a mi, ahí existiendo entre las dudas y las inseguridades, y te quiero porque adoro como existimos en el silencio en lo profundo de la oscuridad ahí juntos, ahi quiero estar compartiendo l...
everyday I feel myself fading into nothing
I wake and find
I've lived through today
and wonder if
I'll have a tomorrow
I'm losing it completely, unattached to anyone
that loves me back
I look into the mirror
and I don't see me
my eyes are different,
how could this be
no one will understand
how it feels
and no one will ever understand that it kills
to feel this alive.
It's been ages,
I couldn't write.
It's not like I'm shallow
It is at it's edge.
But question is same again,
What I'm having?
What is this I'm going through?
What is this making me metaphorically draining shallowly?
I haven't felt it before
Maybe I had sequence of words that time.
And now any of that sequence doesn't fit through it?
Felt so cold?
Yet nothing to throw out?
Maybe I can't find answer of all this.
Maybe this is gonna crushed into something, again.
Maybe, and yes maybe,
I'm gonna smile again by today's morning
But maybe, again
I'll end up again with same.
I'll have will to do all this over n over again.
Pursue myself, over n over.
There are so many people you haven't met.
There is a beautiful world your eyes
So many hugs you're yet to give and so many poems you are yet to write.
This isn't the time to give up,
This isn't the way you give in,
This is not who you are,
This is not what you exist for.
Look beyond your fears and you'll see courage with its arms open,
Look beyond your cries and you'll hear echos of laughter everywhere.
You start healing the moment you stop digging your wounds,
The doors to happiness open the moment
you shut the windows of your negativities.
It has been quite some time since I last poured my heart out with Lettrs. This afternoon, I took the time to read and reflect on everything I had written and received from before today. One thing was apparent: the young woman I was when those were penned was distressed. Stuck. Afraid.
I want to take a moment to acknowledge all of the things that have changed since then:
- A toxic relationship ended
- I moved
- I got a job
- I began a journey of healing (Mentally, emotionally, and physically.)
- I met a wonderful young man
- (I moved AGAIN)
- I went vegan
- I got a puppy
- I got a new tattoo
- (I moved AGAIN AGAIN)
- I converted to vegetarianism
- I quit my job after gaining bet...
I am the dreamer
In a world full of dreams
Whispers of your love
Sprinkled through reality
Drifting along heartbeats
To your soul’s frequency
I’m immersed in your light
As you set my soul free
-Lion in the Stars
IT IS THE CHOICE.
Sometimes, we have nothing to do with people around. Or even with those we feel connected other times. And certainly there are times when we feel bound to them, and live our moments, make them shine bright. But isn't it all selfish, to be with someone closer as we feel the need to connect and other times feel unstrung? What basically keeps one disconnected from people is the fact that the person finds it difficult to know which selfishness is of more value. It is the choice that one makes to choose between those that really mean nothing but Nothingness, to fill in their ever by surrendering the core self to it. The choice is what that makes it meaningful and meaningless. ...
A menudo te pienso
De vez en cuando recuerdo,
Rio y en loquesco
Imagino mi tiempo
A tu lado,
No paro de imaginar
A llegar a tu lado una vez
Cuando eso suceda
Todo en mi interior y cómo
Inundas mis pensamientos , Lluvia tal cual de emociones
O que va, diría de felicidad.
Creo este pensamiento tieme nombre : va dirigido a ti hermosa Adrina castillo , que en un lapso de tiempo te volviste una gran persona para mi, tienes un gran corazón, tan llena de vida y esperanza hoy sólo puedo regalarte estas palabras.
Dios sobre abunde en ti la gracia, felicidad, prosperidad , sabiduría, sobre todo en la salud, nunca pierdas la fe , hoy con motivo de tu cum...
Millions of questions run through my mind every single day... Asking myself the basic questions that start with what and why?
Why are you sad?
What made you this way?
Why do you feel lonely?
What makes you not worthy?
Why do you love people who sees no worth in you?
What is your problem seriously?
Why are you staying in someone’s life that makes you miserable?
What made you think its okay to set your feelings aside?
Why do you lock yourself in a room(thought)?
What are you gonna do when people realizes that you have no longer use to them?
Why are you so broken?
What made you so broken?
Why do you stay alive?
What keeps you going?
Why do you still fight?
Why can’t you just give up?
It's been through a while since my last letter, anyway I turned 18 a couple of days ago, and now I'm ready to face the entire world.
Or maybe just a part of it for now😂.
I hope that I'll have a beautiful life, full of love and passion and to fulfil all my dreams.
I hope that for you all.
I absolutely REFUSE to let drugs be my demise.
I am better than that, and so are you. You deserve to feel good about yourself without a substance. I know it’s hard. I never been called handsome until my last girlfriend. Yeah we broke up. Will I let drugs and alcohol be the solution? Well if we’re honest, yeah I made that the solution. But like when we solve math problems or more accurately chemistry equations... we would be wrong.
2 + 2 = 4. Not a beer.
We are given these life problems and we choose to answer them with wrong answers because there is no one grading us anymore.
Let’s try a harder equation...
((Depression + Easy access to Drugs)Working at a Bar) - A reason to be your best...
"And what is a friend? More than a father, more than a brother: a traveling companion, with him, you can conquer the impossible, even if you must lose it later.
Friendship marks a life even more deeply than love. Love risks degenerating into obsession, friendship is never anything but sharing. It is a friend that you communicate the awakening of a desire, the birth of a vision or a terror, the anguish of seeing the sun disappear or of finding that order and justice are no more.
That's what you can talk about with a friend. Is the soul immortal, and if so why are we afraid to die?
If God exists, how can we lay claim to freedom, since He is its beginning and its end?
What is death, when...
When I was in 6th grade..
While coming back from school..
I found a kite, beneath a tree..
I took it home..
I loved the shape of it..
It was diamond shaped..
Red in color..
How beautiful a kite..it was!
The only problem was..
I didn't know how to fly a kite.
I was rather reluctant to fly the kite..
For I found it hard to maneuver..
Neither could I get an account of the wind direction..
In short, I was clueless about the dynamics of a kite..
And it's flight..
It always played in my mind that..
What if the string broke?
Wouldn't I end up losing the kite?
Nevertheless, I decided to give it try..
I had the heart for it..
Malo po malo, puno po puno...
I ovaj dan je dosao kraju.
Od svih nesavrsenih savrsenstava ja imam tu srecu da osetim pun smisao spokojstva.
Zajvalna sam na predivnom vremenu, voljenoj porodici, ukusnoj hrani i udobnom krevetu, a nadasve zahvalna sto imam kome to da ispricam. Dajes smisao svakom besmislu koji mi se nadje na putu. Laku noc ljubavi
She is an erupting volcano.
She is a calm beach.
You take here anywhere, she will not be
You have to kiss her soul, she will not be
Es tan difícil aceptar que algo no funciona por ningún lado cuando crees que el problemas siempre has sido tu misma,
pero la verdad es que, mientras mas pasa el tiempo pequeños momentos te demuestran que te equivocaste al amar a alguien que le pertenecía a alguien cuando tu corazón estaba lastimado...
El haber herido a la persona que mas amaste cuando no pensabas en lo que sentía, por el estúpido hecho de que asumías que solo eras un juego y no mas que eso.
Ese momento de no pensar en las consecuencias de aquellos actos de falla a su confianza que quebraron todo, y cuando te diste cuenta que en verdad amabas a ese hombre y que por el llorarías como por nadie; solo ahí sabes que perdis...
People surrounded us,
Like colours splattered across a canvas,
Creating within themselves,
A beautiful portrait of nature.
Still loneliness seeps inside,
Finding a path within the peace,
Causing disruption all around,
Invading the personal space.
Summer Vacations always used to be fun,
Maybe they still are,
But the loss of an individual,
Can never be forgotten.
Amidst all the smiles on the face,
Some fake, some real,
Blinking the eyes furiously,
Trying to hide away the tears that threaten to fall.
Those once happy days,
Are now only memories,
The ones which no matter how much you try,
Can never be reconstructed again.
The once band of four people,
Is reduced to three,
So many things have happened, we've grown so much, been through so much. I know we have had our struggles in the past, and some even now. But we're married now, we have a child now... So how did get through the cracks you say she's just a friend but the names that you call her in the messages that you hold private are the same things you've done before when there was no ring on my finger and our relationship was just the title we gave each other. Back then there were messages ,there were rumors that there was someone else that held your attention and now I'm worried that may be why was flying to before it's coming back and I refuse to be blind now there's more it State here than what there wa...