Friday, August 29, 2008

The Part of My Heart...

My heart aches like a thousand swords stabbing my painful memories triggering each moment I spent with you. Hearing the screams of my pain, and regret. An infinite possibilities of ones feelings, and a limited ways to overcome it...all. My expressions hidden, people not knowing what I am thinking in the inside of my head I feel these feelings in my heart, and as the weight of my burdens increase; it also adds to the pain I get in my heart.


If I can ask God one question, a question that I wanted to ask for a long time, why were we given feelings? We are happy with some of these feelings He blessed us with, but why do we have these feelings that makes us suffer so much, that we want to surrender just to take this aching feeling away from our hearts. I have thought of that over and over, days, weeks, months, and even years; sadly, I have not answered my own question, nor I couldn’t ask others for their meanings.


As I come nearer to your heart, my eyes see yours flies farther away from my delicate hands. You see me as a smiling girl cheery to be the sunshine of your day, but I have a broken heart inside, the pieces of my heart gone forever. All the words I want to say are confined inside my heart, just waiting to scream to the world. I can't scream, my voice taken away from me. And I gave up.


I don't know if someone else is affected by this, but I can say if this is you, or another person. All I know is that I'm confused, and unaware of the thoughts and feelings around me, and concerning me. This life has not yet achieved an ending, but it is up to me to find my own ending, may it be a happy ending or a tragic ending.

A Harsh Awakening by Persona 3

I sit, gazing out a window into a gloomy night, the rain tapping the window, tapping rhythmically, entrancing me...life slowly drifting away from me as the glare of the clouds entrance me, dancing into a cocoon…listening to my friends as they give my inspiration, opening my heart's gates. As the rain kept pouring down from the heavens, so do my tears flowing from my eyes...Listening closely, the words mesmerizing me, the words freeing me, freeing my soul...I become the unlimited pure voice, a vast and never ending sea of changes, I am the bird, the fish, the rain the cloud, I am free…reminiscing each memory I had in my entire life reminds me of each feeling I enjoyed, suffered, and doubted; however, the people who are part of my life are like a shield that protects me to enjoy each second of her life... Then they were gone, I was alone, alone in the darkness, alone in the heavy darkness, alone once again. The world had robbed me of everything that was mine, everything that was dear to me, everything... My world is turning and twisting, forming a whirlpool of darkness I cry into it, I hold on to my self, whatever remains of me I cry I laugh I cry I laugh…people yelling, suffering, needing help...once a harmonious place and now chaotic world where no one can find the light of hope in their hearts, minds, and souls... People screaming, gunshots fired, I couldn't take it anymore I sink into the ground and scream, I awake with a start, no gunshots just rain, no screaming just the kettle whistling, the pain dispelled... I am changed I am dead I feel none I cry none no enemies no friends I am none…and so it ends our journey, but this is not a goodbye for we meet again in our hopes, dreams, and futures

Search of Inspiration

A piece that speaks to others, touches our hearts, and enters our minds and souls forever is what I find a masterpiece, for the role of a writer is to enrich us with their feelings, shout out their thoughts, and tell us what they think, for them, is right or wrong. As I talked to my friend about our love for music, and our friend Dustin; He recommended me to look at a website. I copy-pasted the link ,and pressed enter on my keyboard, and as soon as the browser had finished loading the site's contents, when my eyes first laid on it I saw their compositions full of wonders and surprises.


Words cannot express what I feel about their compositions. A mixture of every feeling giving a smile known to man. The pieces of their hearts carefully put in each word they write in their little notebooks. Each sentence having their own meaning. The way that pictures connecting to the paragraphs was very impressive. And I saw a red heart-shaped leaf with a very beautiful caption, and a sunset as well. I was captivated with it’s beauty and meaning, and their shot was focused on one topic: “The Beauty of our Mother Earth”.


Water from my eyes started flowing, and a warm feeling suddenly enveloped my heart. It made me imagine the clear blue sea suddenly drowning me, but I wasn’t dying. I was breathing my eyes opened on their own. And I saw different varieties of fishes living on colorful coral reefs; It was really peaceful in that world, and I was so happy to see it and everything in a balance. I saw their ways of survival, and interrelationships with another organism. Suddenly darkness appeared, and the world falling, crumbling in front of my eyes. Then I awakened. The dream was gone, I was in my room, lying on my bed with the television turned on.




Face the facts ,and stay strong. One day, we will know the answers to our questions; and our curiosity satisfied. In all of the things that I felt in my dream, happy, sad, and also painful feelings, will I surrender my life so that the peaceful world will comeback again? Maybe or maybe not. My heart craves for inspiration, like how a thirsty person desires for cold water that tastes so sweet. On this very instant I am lacking of what I desire, and I want it to come to me. Welcoming my thoughts, memories, and people who I love and adore. Everything taking it’s course, and wanting it the way it’s supposed to be.

Inspiration can be encountered by friendships, feelings, but the most frequently used their special someone in their life. My heart pounding like a thousand marching soldiers stomping with a loud bang on the rock-hard earth. Well, what I say is this my heart needs inspiration, and a heart loved and cared by the people, whom I treasure, in my life.