a New Day
Words for Intro..
Welcome to my days, a place for the laughs, tears and joy in my life. For every echo that came through my ears, for every moment that I had, for every love that feel, for every tears that I shed, for the woman that I love, for every time that passed by, and for the days that I breathe. This is the place for me to share, Not a single letters I can write, not a single text that I can type. Only here for me to write, to spend some of my time telling my stories to the unknown, only the readers know my stories. I don't mind for it to be shared, I don't mind to be called as the enemy, cause I know the part where I'm standing.
I've wasted my time chasing the dream that can never be hold, moving with the same past that came by my side. I'm tired of crying, I'm tired of giving, I'm tired for resting, I'm tired of this suffering, I'm tired for this time that I'm living in, I'm tired of chasing love, I'm tired of being hurt, I'm tired of being stabbed, I'm tired with the memories, I'm tired of remembering, I'm tired of loving, I'm tired of finding. I close my eyes waiting for god to give me sign, let him show me the way, cause he knows what's the best for me.
I've been hurt so many times, I been thrown thousand times, I've been crying for the dream that I used to trust, I've been crawling back to where my heart was. In the end, I ended up on the floor, down with the pain in my chest, screaming with no sound, dying with soul in my body, crying here with no shoulder behind me. Some sounds pulling me up from the ground, telling me to stand with my shaking feet on the ground, I'm out of tears to cry, I'm out trust to give, I'm out of feelings today, I step slowly and slowly forward hunted by the dreams on my shoulder. I let them breaking me to pieces, cause I'm already in pieces, My heart already shattered inside of me, my love already nailed to tears, I'm nobody to anyone, I've nothing to give, Just hope and dreams that live inside me.
Here I am still, walking in this land, moving slowly chasing my future, I just hope for it to comes, cause I know, I've my own future. I've my own dreams, I've my own angel somewhere, I've my life to hold on to. I've place for me to stay. I'm still standing here, I'm still breathing here, even I nearly died before. I've cut myself in the past, but I'm still here standing even my soul is shaking. I know somewhere out there, My dreams, my future, my life, my angel, my tears, my breathe, my love and my soul to be with. I'm still walking here, moving slowly as I could
This is the story about me, walking through my life with needles and blood covering inside of me, moving slowly chasing my dreams.
"There is now use in weeping,
Though we're condemned to part:
There's such a thing as keeping,
A remembrance in one's heart.."
Charlotte Bronte
“Watching you walk out of my life does make me bitter or cynical about love.
But rather makes me realize that if I wanted so much to be with the wrong person how beautiful it will be when the right one comes along.”
Unknown
