It hurts more every day The tightness The grasp The hold Wondering when it will end If it will end
I looked up in the sky and it's still gray I wonder if it's still going to be okay When I'm on the verge of breaking I know I needed to do anything Not to collapse after being humiliated To recover after being stabbed and get rejected
Raindrops is a poem written by John Marc Cruz and shared with The Ugly Writers under the theme Terrible Ideas for the month of July. Raindrops Stuck, In the middle road. Sky’s discharging its emotion. And maybe I…
And this is not where it ends, there is more. This life is mine to suffer, this is mine, this way alone. I don't know what my old soul has to learn from it. I don't know what my old soul did.
They say Time heals all But that’s never true, Time disrupts it further Taking me away from you…
You made me understand that a broken heart can heal in a million ways. You taught me that pain can be a crayon to much happier days. And for the aches and bleedings, you gifted me, I owe you my betterment
We all face struggles and setbacks in life. Whether it is a broken relationship, the death of a loved one, physical, financial or emotional challenges. Whatever the misfortune, God is there to cushion the blow, give us hope and lead us into what is our new normal.
He doesn’t know what he is saying. Doesn’t he see the pain? Can he not see the wound? Pressure has been applied.
The hardest part in being alive is that it requires us to be more than who we are. We are called to look, not only to the surface, but pass every strand of prejudice in every person.
I never expected anything too much from you..because for me, what and who you are is enough. I just don't understand, why it has to take time before we get the closure between us.
Makalilimutin ka. Kaya naman ako lagi ang umaalala. Kaya lang sa hindi ko malamang dahilan, mukhang kinalilimutan mo na talaga ang mga bagay kung saan ako masaya.
I have many flaws, and I've learned and still learning to love them.