fallenfaces

I have a puzzling week. I thought i’d never be contented. Being with zsa on muvihouse in glorieta,a fairytale movie kinda depressing in the end [but visuals are good,like the top of mountain in a treetop_twilight) Being with jex  the next day,watching a concert then a slipover at her house. Then i though I will be much happier if i see him the next day. I pushed my luck,,,just then i felt…blank. There’s something missing just like our day together was never so dull for me. It wears me off. Do I really love JAy enough to fool my feeling of euphoria is gone for him…You were very good at the start,then you wear off. Sa una ka lng magaling!

Zsa thank you for being with me for 11 freaking years..

and Jex for 9 f*ck*ng years…

here we will never wear off

Good thing girlfriend jex asked me to watch a free concert at The QC circle. Where came face to face with The Dawn,Periodiko,Cambio,PEdicab and many others. Support the Reproductive Health Bill. It’s time we take a step in human rights,and women’s right as well…

A philter in a vial of self-discovery
Potion of over-indulgence
Flowed to her system incessantly
as she have outgrown decency.

Looked straight through the glass of bottled fancy
Finding Solace in every sip.
Will YOU take me?
Will you take over ME?

I still felt nothing,descending, motionless
Jumping on the border of insanity
Cross the line
or follow the line

Dwell into the subconscious
I see you beckon me
Lay upon bewildering reality
over a kiss that spells subtlety.

    Open at the sight of us, meeting
    Closed in as a defense, with you eyeing.
    Right there, stunned by your presence
    Left with your charisma’s, lingering essence

    Suppress the desire to lure you into mine.
    Express my feelings blankly.
    No one would want to see,
    Intimate possibility

    Covet the desire
    I loathly came for
    Our souls merge
    Detached from their world
    Moving to the rhythm  of the make believe.

     Then you came
    before me, as white as can be
    Smothered the dull blackness in me.
    Let us see.

I am traveling without a roadmap,navigating with a compass that that points to the south.running in circles and sleeping in dirt.I know i should not be getting tired of monotony,this is what i’ve chosen.Always getting what you want entails appreciation..i should be thankful i wake up every night to go to office..w/c is my refuge ,now.hope it will be for long.

aimlessly i walk,

through endless streets

no dead ends

hoping

to see you…

imagines seeing you

i hate you

but i really would like to see you,

not noticing me looking at you

walking aimlessly

pointless……..

Haven’t been on a stable land lately. A quicksand is much of a home to me. Jumping from one to another, like it feels better. and when I started sinking, I didn’t struggle to get out. Just stay still. Let it happen.
It didn’t helped at all.
Though, i found something valuable on the quicksand. I will hold on to it for life.

Life’s a mess,or maybe the one who hold the life is making all the mess. Why do it when your not enjoying it. I guess it’s innate. And my basic survival instinct, pack my bags and leave.

The worms ate up the dead in me.
They left all the good tissues plain and free,
Free from contamination
An escape from the addiction.

Barefooted, tongue-tied
Believe me, though I lied
Set it off unto me.
I will emerge beautifully…

i got to do the the things i really like

i got to be with people i love

watch the waves swell in front of me

hold her hand as we brave the plunge

ride the blue crush side by side

enjoy the ten-seconds-trip from there

let the sun draw borders on our skin

afterwards drench in coffee

eyes on the landmark

strap on wrist

body on board

repeat

I’m not in the position to take my own life….Pls. Take mine.

You have in your hands my antidote for this emotion sickness

                  >  Dreaded Ways, Innocent Case <

Dig the dagger, Strike the scythe,
through this flesh of warm filth.
Draw the sword, Inject the poison
of narcotic or of venom.

 
Force mouth open to pop the pill,
so next time it will all be still.
Incinerate, Decapitate
Be the Devil incarnate.

Cast a spell or a stone,
Burn to ashes up to the bone
A gentle nudge off a cliff
Fill my drink with arsenic

Is this a job for Jack the Ripper?
or just call a psychotic killer
A subject for manslaugther,
muster the butcher

If that’s what you’re really feeling
Then no one will mediate your doing
I take it all, all your shot
At least I am the man you’re not.