what comes from the heart goes back into the heart.

good or bad?
you decide.


sometimes i wonder if i'm cursed to this day. or could it be a random emotional downpour.
after all this while, i can say i do feel the connection - still. be it a bit, or quite alot. actually i know about it sometime back. but knowing my hands are tied, i immerse myself in a life like drugs. no doubt you feel as though you achieved quite a bit when you look back, but sometimes, you can't help but question yourself what's all these for.
into third-quarter of the year. this year is one that's packed with ups and downs. i lost friends whom i really treasure. let's just put it as a change in thoughts and frequency. our ideas no longer agree and no one takes the initiative to mend this broken r/s. we're like a broken thread. always feel that we're the predictors of our future. didn't i say we won't last that long?
anyway, i do hope that issue will not be another -down- for me. talk about roller coaster ride. maybe what i'm sitting on is just a train ride. as much as i like the tunnel, i do hope i won't enter that tunnel for this ride.

one last kick?
our legs are tied. i hate this feeling of watching the ball go away when you're so near to the goalpost. or you're about to give your best shot, the referee blew the whistle. it's an offside.
-and there's nothing you can do

well. it's all part of the game.
or is it?

talk about being helpless.

what comes from the heart goes back into the heart.

good or bad?
you decide.


sometimes i wonder if i'm cursed to this day. or could it be a random emotional downpour.
after all this while, i can say i do feel the connection - still. be it a bit, or quite alot. actually i know about it sometime back. but knowing my hands are tied, i immerse myself in a life like drugs. no doubt you feel as though you achieved quite a bit when you look back, but sometimes, you can't help but question yourself what's all these for.
into third-quarter of the year. this year is one that's packed with ups and downs. i lost friends whom i really treasure. let's just put it as a change in thoughts and frequency. our ideas no longer agree and no one takes the initiative to mend this broken r/s. we're like a broken thread. always feel that we're the predictors of our future. didn't i say we won't last that long?
anyway, i do hope that issue will not be another -down- for me. talk about roller coaster ride. maybe what i'm sitting on is just a train ride. as much as i like the tunnel, i do hope i won't enter that tunnel for this ride.

one last kick?
our legs are tied. i hate this feeling of watching the ball go away when you're so near to the goalpost. or you're about to give your best shot, the referee blew the whistle. it's an offside.
-and there's nothing you can do

well. it's all part of the game.
or is it?

talk about being helpless.