Normally people can’t stand to be alone, but that’s not my fear. I am terrified of giving people a part of my soul and then having them walk away with those pieces.
Plato was right when he said we were all whole humans once. But not because there is another soul-mate out there for us whom we constantly are in search for, but because we give pieces of it to people who come in our lives and they take it with them when they leave. I guess I will never be complete again, and maybe I will always lack something. I will always lack something to keep me from being weary, but I will never learn, or maybe I will. Maybe one day I won’t allow my internal organs to be exposed. Maybe one day I won’t show how my heart thinks and how my brain feels. Maybe one day I will be strong enough to be weak. Strong enough to be a coward and refuse the entrance of strangers into the wall I built for myself. One day, I hope to be strong enough to be weak, again.
Countess ELA'NORA
In this project, I mix fact and fiction to comment on and relay my own life by posting prose and poetry. As a passionate lover, best friend, sister, and workaholic artist, I make up story-lines based on what I get exposed to in everyday life, and I tend to leave the context to my readers' imagination -I think it's fascinating to realize that sometimes people's lives are parallel, sometimes they are perpendicular, and sometimes they just simply intersect at one random point. Furthermore, much of what I write here is essentially brainstorming for the experiences. Consider those thoughts as doodles. For this blog is quite obviously a tribute to MYSELF and whom moved my heart.
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“Sometimes I’m terrified of my heart; of its constant hunger for whatever it is it wants. The way it stops and starts.”— Edgar Allan Poe (via ...
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I’m feeling a
I’m feeling a change
Change in the air…
It’s not necessary to befriend a lot of women to prove your looks and personality.. Because the Lion walks with one lioness but the goat walks along with the herd.
“Pride can stand a thousand trials
The strong will never fall”
But their strength will destroy the one who’s not at fault. Letting them watch-the ones they love-move past as if they never existed. Might their soul cry and their heaving heart would fill up in pain, the aching has touched them deep, pure and true…
They’ve given their heart forever
But
Where are they now
Where are they now
‘Cause they’re gone.
They’re gone with another
Their pride perished those ‘
But even now they’re still gone… a best friend was lost for they were too proud to accept the truth.
M’Black - Heartbreak (Bare Noize Remix)
About us.. at times it seems that you have exhausted all your trust in your past
Like it burns inside your head
Feeling the wasted ache
Of those loved you
Your heart just cannot contain
The guilt of the love you’re given
By the ones who loves you most
Bold of you to walk out without taking the chance to think it through.. Or tell the truth
Maybe you don’t know how to say the words
But you’ve left distorted cold secrets for her and her alone
Stay don’t go.. Cause this ain’t worth fighting alone
She can’t do it all alone
You’ve gotta take a hold of this life you’re given.. its only worth living if you take the handle bar and cover your battle scars realize you’ve got a home so stay.. You’ve got someone you know you’d never be alone.
Because..
Lonely would just give you a poisoned gift
A looking glass that’ll only let you see all the flaws in every certain good for you.. but you should know that inside you have so much strength and I-I can see it there through all the covers you’ve created.. Stay don’t go.. cause this ain’t worth fighting alone
I’m sick of you counting the days you got left when its a life time you’re given and a home
I’m sick of you turing your back on the world when the world believes in you.. I tried to help you in hope you’d
Realize you’re not alone.. So don’t give up on love because it hasn’t given up on you.
The chainsaw whirrs,
the chainsaw grinds,
tearing the wood asunder.
I smile, in my leather gloves and eyewear.
I wipe the sweat from my brow.
All around me,
the mechanical teeth clench,
the chains revving,
obliterating all in their path.
My tree stands tall,
looming,
ominous.
I bash it in with my shoulder,
HUP-HUP!
I grunt,
bruising my shoulder.
A sudden silence falls
as the tree crashes,
silently down into the glen below.
I pant,
my heart gripped with melancholic despair.
Mario Vazquez - Gallery
How can I deny this feeling?
Can’t use the fuse that lights the spark in your eyes so you can see what’s beneath your arms, cause don’t think I can hold out any longer.. Only you who can.
The lines are blurred in the dividing
I deserve light, but I always desire dark
Your influence is getting stronger-stronger than ever
Defined by my mind; I know I shouldn’t call but something makes me crave the heat.
Your love is bittersweet
The fire in your touch
I always find so hard to beat
No substitute for real pleasure
You feed the need that lies in me
I’ve lost all sense to this
One touch and there’s a rush of electricity
It almost kills me.
Love.. Hurts too much if its with the wrong person. No matter how much you want to hate the person for not loving you back, you can’t because it’s not their fault. And you still, just want them happy.
The house is quiet
I wished that
I’d dream a dream
I’d dream of love
Maybe, but
Hours have passed
It left me to watch the night through
It’s April, but I still saw some snow
I couldn’t wait; I had to walk out
The pavement street felt so cold below my feet
The wind’s breeze grew stronger upon my cheeks
The tears felt frozen as I watched the sun rise
Sky is blue and the trees sparkle like little crystals
It rained last night just like I cried
But it froze over night just like my heart with time
I came close to one and gently tried to touch it
But it shattered with the slight push of my figure tips …
Makes me wonder … How things can be so delicate.
How many times a heart can break?
How many pushes can you take?
How many till you break?
Or would you keep breaking over and over again? Because that’s how it felt. I didn’t know love could be so cruel.
