The walls are shaking as unwanted MEMORIES came tumbling back.
Continuously falling as I grasp for air and try to BREATHE.
I NEED an escape. I need to breathe. I HAVE to breathe.
Withered dreams are but a GENTLE reminder how LIFE is. What life MEANS.
Hold back the TEARS. Put a semblance of NORMALCY.
This time its for REAL.
Words mean NOTHING as the citadel CRUMBLES.
A PLEA. A DESPERATE cry. Reaching-out.
I need HELP.
ALONE at the top without anyone.
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Stained. Bruised. Drained. Spent. Burned-out. Withered. Slumped. Buzzed.
That pretty much sums up my previous week.
I need help. I just don’t know how to escape this hell-hole I’m in.
Don’t you just love Ellen and her “scare” antics? I especially love it when someone is expecting the “scare” but as it turned out, there’s none. Funneh
A half-Filipino kid makin’ it in Holland’s Got Talent. Holla!
About the video:
I didn’t understand a word they said but I’m pretty sure it’s good. The crowd wouldn’t have that reaction if it weren’t. I’m a Filipino and I am proud of my ethnicity. This Pinoy guy obviously is in a country where his race is probably never heard of. But he sure showed them what we Filipino’s are capable of. Pinoy represent!