As sparks fly.

People will try to hurt you with words- people who call themselves your friends will go around in circles, sometimes kicking you down, just so they can stay afloat. It’s called self-interest, and it usually transcends friendship and similar sentiments. There will be better people- people who stay by your side as the world starts…

We run.

Here I am again, after letting the bad days stack up. After letting my demons toss around in my head, messing me up a little more than usual. I’ve come to notice a few things, but above all, the one instinct that kicks in every time things. The one which tells me to drop everything,…

Untitled.

I haven’t updated in a while, I know. I’ve been writing little bits of poetry here and there, if you can call it that. Also, I suppose things were going rather well lately, and I didn’t feel that same need to pour my heart out into words, like I used to do. I can’t seem…

The chase

None of the theories of emotion make sense to me as I sat there wondering if it is possible that I am very much desensitized. I do not seem to feel or process the same emotions that these people do, even in the midst of trying events. I drift away for a moment, fantasizing about…

Back to your corner.

They’re saying that you’ve been too emotional. You’re depressed and you don’t quite know why exactly. Lately, the littlest things bother you, not over the top but these splinters leave little cuts on your skin that accumulate over time and does not seem to heal. The world becomes a darker place all of a sudden…

Of cynics and tomorrows.

The meeting starts late tonight. A little later than usual. Funny though, in a room full of cynics, you’d have expected that most of these people would have seen it coming. The meetings are starting to become a routine. Tonight is 18’s turn to speak. She will stand at the podium and tell us about…

People are people.

I give up on people. I give up on trying to help a people that are so blinded by what they see that they do not realize that they’re trapped in a bubble of delusions. I give up thinking that things would and could change; that they could somehow see what I see, but no.…