Regrets

It’s getting harder to get up every morning with all this weight of unmotivated mind and body. As if life just passes us by day by day feeling empty, and waiting for the moment where our lungs couldn’t catch an air to breathe, until death decides to take part. Leaving the world with nothing that goes by our name, a legacy not worth a dime and as if the life we have lived was a gift that we didn’t value. Until it’s too late, and we wishes that time turns back and we’ll try to redo everything but this time around we’ll do everything we can to fight ourselves and find motivation that we lack back then and not mess it up by self-sabotaging.


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Poetry – Desire

The never ending satisfaction, one desire to another.

Today you’ll fight and tomorrow again you’ll conquer.


Aren’t you getting tired? Wanting more when you have


everything there is a man could have ever dreamed of?


Here you are planning when you already have enough
,

taking all the world has to offer but never filling you up
.

You go for what you want rather than what you really love
.

Maybe change the way you think about what to acquire,


maybe next time you’ll get it right and fulfill your true desire.


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Poetry – Wonderful Scheme

We’re flowing
like a stream,
together growing
living in a dream.
What a fairytale
this may seem.
We set sail
for this wonderful
scheme.


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Lost Writings | 07 – To Blame

TO BLAME

Brokenness was all I have ever known,
even after all the time that had flown,
it was a misery that I dragged along,
and it was a baggage I have owned.
All my life it was right there,
even at times that I didn’t care.
Now, every time I lose a game,
I’ll always have it there to blame.


I wrote a bunch of poetry back in 2017, it was all over the place. So, I finally retrieved it from my old broken laptop and some were from my old journal pages that I may have forgotten about.


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Lost Writings | 06 – Reminiscing

REMINISCING

I can’t even remember a time when I can say that I felt real happiness—
the genuine kind where I can keep it in my mind and revisit it every time
I need a place to feel safe. But I always remember the time that I cried
so hard every night and the time that my heart got crushed into pieces,
I have kept memories of those kind, that I feel like sadness is my safe place and it will be all I’ll ever have.


I wrote a bunch of poetry back in 2017, it was all over the place. So, I finally retrieved it from my old broken laptop and some were from my old journal pages that I may have forgotten about.


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