July 31, 2010

There's no point in trying. It's never gonna be the same again. Everything's changed, everyone's changed. I see myself for who I am.

I know that I'll never go back to being the silly kid I once was; a few months ago or maybe a lifetime ago. I boasted of intense emotions, craved acceptance. I don't want it anymore. A part of me has died. It's been a rude awakening.

Moving on, letting go is essential they say. And I did believe in things happening for a reason, didn't I? So, why has my faith forsaken me? Dunno if things are gonna get better or worse, it no longer makes a difference.

For I laugh away the whole day; the nightmare starts only when i close my eyes and it all comes back in a rush of vivid colors.


  1. Part of me has died.. it was the beginning, my new beginning

  2. Letting go is instrumental to moving forward. And then we find ourselves again.

  3. There was a time when I used to write stories in my head before I drifted off to sleep. Sigh. Growing up hurts as much as reality. Or is it reality?

  4. The part in you died to give birth to something new, isn't it?