Broken Wings.

I vow, so long I'm breathing, so long I'm alive, so long I got blood pumping thru my veins....I shall make sure you will drown in my pain, my sorrow, my blood, my tears, my wrath...

I hate them more and more as days pass me by. I can never look at them the same way as I used to. Creatures. Monsters. Animals...Seems like my worst nightmares are coming to life. What the fuck is going on? Can anybody help me thru this road of despair?

I am numb. Thanks to them. I really fucking hate all of you. Bloody fuckers. Well, you people will be once I have fucking multilate each and every single one of you. Dickheads. I wonder why God brought you to this Earth. Full of nothings and yet, they dare to stand so tall in their own mother-fucking world. This is bullshit.

Joy will come. Tables will be turned. I'd start living again. I don't mind waiting in the shadows for now. I don't mind having brusies for now. I don't mind being left out for now. Things will be much better...Especially the day you die. Assholes...

I curse you to die horribly. I curse you to see the worst in Hell. I curse you to be so hurt. I curse you to be terribly sick and die. I will be there, by your deathbed, pissing at your face. And shrill. In pure happyness.

Believe In Dreams.

Now that's ironic...

I feel like I had betrayed me. The sun went down. I was too little, too late. I deserved it. I still couldn't figure out what the fuck went wrong. I was too full of myself. Complacency led me to my downfall without me noticing it...How stupid of me to have done this!

Somehow I couldn't cry...Was this supposed to be a sign?

Reality startled me by its natural brutality. It smashed my heart, the same painful way as it raped my soul. Engulfed by confusion and disbelief, I still feel numb. Why?

Precious Pearls.

There is nothing in this world can stand between him and I. Let the strongest current crash through us. Let the sharpest knife slice us. Let the worst storm and lightning split us. Let the heaviest rain fall upon us...We will walk through life with our hands wrapped around each other, around the words we had promised to each other ages ago...

I will never change a thing on you. I love you for the way you are and for who you have been all along. I love you. You're no longer in my heart, cus you have become my beating heart. Pumping blood through my dried veins is what you do best, besides breathing in life into my lost soul. You caught me by surprise and I was glad I approached your warm embrace.

The next few years will be hard. Nobody said that life would be easy. However, it doesn't matter how tough the challenges may be cus this time, I got you by my side. I got you to hold onto. I got you to depend on. I got you to turn to. I got you to grab. I got you...

Hit The Floor.

I looked above me and saw the blue sky. Something was amissed however. Where was my Sun? I felt the cold wind blowing through my hair, carressing my skin. But no light was seen. I thought it was fine. Initially...

Sometimes I thought my day could be fine without a single glimpse of sunshine. But that didn't mean I gotta hide. I wasn't expecting perfection. I knew long ago that shit couldn't exist in reality. Except for fairy tales of course. Where the mother fucking god-mothers popped out of nowhere to save the damsel in distress, rather than the Prince Charming to do his duty.

I tried my best to hold my chin up high. But people like you love to drag me down. I could never understand the purpose of your existence. Was it to make my life worthwhile or miserable?

I kept telling myself that I would not die. Day and night, I lived by that prayer. However, lately, it appeared as if I had been praying to a false god. Why? Things weren't like this. So why now? ):

Two Faced.

I am starting to realize my mistake. I fear it to be grave. I know I had asked for all of this. But always? No. I don't think do. You should be blamed for my tears that keep falling down my face. You have to bear the shame for my blood that is flowing out of my hands :(

You looked straight into my eyes and promised me the world. Wow...How you blew me away...And I thought that was how Love was suppose to feel. Hell. I'm so wrong. I feel so deceived for all the things you had promised to me. How will I know you're being true to me? How will I know you're being you and that I'm loving the right guy?

How can I trust you when you tell me different stories all the time? I'm so disappointed in you. You managed to hurt me best. I'm overtly impressed by your words. You're getting as cold as death and I'm beginning to feel a wall everytime I try to reach for your hands. Am I imagining things? I doubt it. It is real. This time. It is real...

Why am I falling down so far away from Help? Now, I can barely see the sky. My clarity has been blocked. And now I am engulfed in utter darkness. I fucking cared too much for you. You just seem to be throwing all of it away, like free money to richest people in the world. Now, things seem to back fire. You're starting to push your finger into my opened wounds. Why are you starting to be this way? You're not the man I used to know. I used to love... ):

Under The Oak Tree.

Seashells are plenty. They may not be in sight. Some are just below the surface, just like the agony that has been living under my skin. And some are trapped deep below the vast sand. Hidden. Completely unnoticed. Perhaps assumed gone...

But I know I had tried hardest. That is why I had found him. Gladly. I dug as much as I could. My blood, sweat and tears are all paying off now. And I love him.

The rarest breed. The one in a million. The shinniest diamond that has ever been discovered is wrapped around in my fingers. And hell. I will take good care of it. The way I have always been over the years...

For One More Day.

He may seem so strong on the outside. He may seem so tough in his words. But, this is just a facade. He is just a little boy who deserves the love he should be receiving after all the years that have waste him.

Impulsiveness got the best of me one night. I almost let his world caved in. I didn't know what I was thinking. Everything but straight. I was all messed up. I jumped into ugly conclusions and hypothetically I fired him with false accusations. Any reasons that were given to me were like bullets missing the target that was on my face.

I took a few steps back. I realized you're such an impeccable piece masterpiece. The ingenius art of God. I love you. No matter the strength of the turbulence that may hit us, I will be standing here, waiting for you to come running into my arms for safety.

People will never understand us. They actually can if they want to. Sadly, they chose not to. And I don't give a shit to that. We don't have to tell anyone what Fate has in stored for us in the future. They only hold us down. Anchors. Tsk-tsk. I hate them...

Take Your Pain & Shove It Up Your Asshole.

Don't bother bitching to me bout how much I've let you down. Don't bother complaining bout how much I've hurt you. Cus the day will come where you'd be on your knees begging for Mercy that I shall not pardon...

You can get the fuck out of my face. You gotta hang around, trying your best to infect me with your disease. Well news flash honey, I won't be plagued!!!

Do whatever you have to. I can't give a damn. Come in my way and die. I will break you. I swear I will. Watch me, bitch...

Apologize.

Cruel intentions run through my mind. I should not be thinking like this even. Why?

Never expected myself to be blinded. But fuck . I am. I hate it. What should I do now that my sight is gone? My sanity abandoned me too ): Why oh why must you do this to me? How can you over react and began to lose yourself? ):

I hate you when you do these things to me. I don't deserve this. If this were to continue, which it had everytime we quarrel, I don't know what else I should do. I don't wanna leave you. Please don't tempt me.

As much as I try to vision you as impeccable as the angels above us, I can't. I know I got my flaws too. But I don't use this as an excuse to behave in the manner that you do, right?

I am so disappointed in you. As I drown in my sorrow, I'd think bout if all this were a big mistake in the first place )':

Numbing Your Karma.

So another day passed me by. Yet, there is no difference cus I am still wishing I can die. No matter what I do, people try to pry my heart open and break my shell. There goes my wishful thinkings, right out of the window...

All along I tried playing their game. I assumed to like them. But hell, what good will it do?

Seemed like imposing reverse psychology would not work out. So I suppose I gotta think of new ways to turn the tables round. It is just a matter of time they will be kissing my ass. Cheap dicks... I hate you guys.