Poetplayhouse

Swinging The Mood

August 7, 2010

This is your daily source of emotional prescription. If symptoms persist consult your boyfriend.

Ponder

It’s never easy to make life choices, you make the right choice and you win but make the wrong choice you end up getting screwed over by fate. The career path I’ve chosen, unfortunately isn’t doing me any good. It just made my life more complex to begin with. There are so many things that I want to do but I can’t because there are so many things that I need to do first. At this point, my perception of hope and dreams changed completely. I just realized how tiring it is to hold on to what you believe and what you really want but it doesn’t mean I’ll drop everything and just stop. Sometimes it’s just simply tiring.

 

Bucket List

I am a restless soul, I just figured that out. I feel free when I travel, I feel the calm of the earth but everything seems pointless when there’s no one to travel with. When you find yourself alone in a journey it takes the life out of it. Rejection hurts the most when it’s coming from the person you love. Life is a gamble, it’s a risk and I think we should always jump in with both feet to make things work. I guess I thought we had the same perception in life. I just realized, changing your mind is will never be. I Love You so much and I won’t let go. I just wish my persistence does not hurt you in anyway that would make you slip away from me…I’m making a bucket list of everything I want to do and everything I want to be part of my life. You’re in it. You’re always the first in my list…I just hope i wouldn’t die trying…

 

Reach for the Stars

I a stubborn, persistent and bold individual who will always go for the things I want. I act before I think, I take risks and I think that has made my boring life colorful. In the same way it has made a huge mess. Stir of emotions constantly hound me and now i am nowhere. I am restless and confused. You are rational, logical and always know what you want. I’d like to think we’re the same but then again we are not still I wish our bond will be stronger than time… 

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