Posts Tagged ‘emo’

Fed up?

I have been black. My heart, eyes, clothes, finger nails and everything. Everything black. It feels like i’ve been an emo-ish person — not an emo, but somewhat emo. Thus, i look dead.

I have been in a cold, dark place. My mind is filled with dark thoughts. Yes, i grieved. I grieved for the dying heart. I grieved for my sins. I grieved for someone leaving. And you? I want to let you out. But you stay in the coldest, darkest place on earth…In my heart.

I woke up everyday lonely, seeking for anyone that will ease the pain. I need this person. I need her. I need anything that will drown all the miseries that the universe has dumped on me.


Too bad we can never be. I know you have a life on your own, and you don’t want to share it with stupid people just like me. I know you’ll be better off without me. You’ll be happy of my non-existence. I’m happy for you…even if I’m not part of that happiness.

Nothing i can do. GOODBYE.


Just after wathching the video, i remembered that…


I’ve always tried to show what i really feel. But i steel feel like i’m wearing a mask. It’s an involuntary thing that i smile or laugh when I’m sad or angry. Besides, i cry when i’m angry.


Until now, i still don’t know what’s the purpose of my life. Thus, i don’t know what i’m doing this things in my life. I don’t know why i cry, laugh, love, toil, pout, shout, study, sleep, eat, WRITE, etc. (of course i do all of these because it’s necessary for my life, but there must be a deeper and more profound reason why i should live). For many people, writing has a purpose, maybe they want to point something and worse…change the world through writing (no offense guys). I envy them.. Buti pa sila may dahilan kung bakit… Maybe i just write just to vent emotional magma so i can relieve emotional pains.