It’s starting to get darker inside.

The coldness lingered through my system as I tried reaching out for the light. Save me. Save me from the monster inside my head. Someone, save me. But nobody said hell is transparent. Nobody said suffering is infinite. And the inevitability of pain is stronger than my weaknesses. No one was there to save me,…

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And maybe that’s the bad side about photography.

It tickles the pain the moment your eyes saw pictures stored in an old box, a picture that brought a lot of memories that we’re trying to forget. On the other hand, those photos were taken during the moment when your laughs are still genuine and yes, it made you happy somehow. – Kath Panugan…

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Oh I really hate this feeling.

Those clement eyes looking straight into my innocent soul. I hate this more than the coffee stains that spilled on my white bedsheet. I hate this more than the storms on a strong rain. I hate the feeling more than I hate you. Those eyes looking at me are begging again for another chance. But…

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As my brother drove down the car…

… bound to an old place where we spent our childhood days, a mixed of excitement and missing pieces was covering my whole soul. As we passed by the old trees beside the petite way, a wave of nostalgia swept after me, oh how I missed the spot. Is this really how Ed Sheeran’s Castle…

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And if ever someone tells you to stop living…

… tell them that you are a child of the universe and so they are, with that you deserve to be here, to live, to breathe and to have the life you want. Don’t let other people stop you from living. You were born because you worth no less than the stars and the moon…

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And there I found you in the darkest rose garden…

… where skies are shaded with gray, where thousands of fireflies are nowhere to be found, and you were there torn between the cloud castle and impositions. You were there drowning in your own tears and eaten by your own thoughts and suddenly, a light gleamed that sealed your naked and swollen eyes—it was me,…

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Lost

Everything seems calm Like the emptiness of my palm Not until you came again And disturb me in my gin I gave you the purest love I have You gave me flowers made of lies But I am still and forever be a fool I still love your fake love after all I am fierce…

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