You Have a Melancholic Temperament |
Introspective and reflective, you think about everything and anything.You are a soft-hearted daydreamer. You long for your ideal life.You love silence and solitude. Everyday life is usually too chaotic for you. Given enough time alone, it's easy for you to find inner peace.You tend to be spiritual, having found your own meaning of life.Wise and patient, you can help people through difficult times. At your worst, you brood and sulk. Your negative thoughts can trap you.You are reserved and withdrawn. This makes it hard to connect to others.You tend to over think small things, making decisions difficult. |
I am wounded, perhaps burnt by embolismic expectations from my family, friends and other relationships. Perhaps I am tired of trying to be the best. But when I come to think that I want to be a DOCTOR... It eliminates my frustrations... ~Arthur C. Guyton M.D.
Monday, December 26, 2005
I'm Melancholic... so true... seriously...
Sunday, December 18, 2005
Dalamhati
I'm dying to live my own life again.
I'm dying, dying to sleep forever,
Never to awaken.
Sleep forever,
Until you're forgotten.
I'm dying to believe the truth again.
I'm dying, dying to bury your lies.
There is life after you.
Bury your lies,
Start all over anew.
I'm dying to take back my life again.
I'm dying, dying to live on my own.
Stand aside beholden,
Live on my own,
Still alone amidst them.
I'm dying to breathe, feel alive again.
I'm dying trying to live without you.
Life's easy, I gather,
Live without you,
Happ'ly ever after.
I'm dying not to feel the cold again.
I'm dying, dying all over again.
You left me here hanging,
All over again,
And now I have nothing.
I'm dying, dying to sleep forever,
Never to awaken.
Sleep forever,
Until you're forgotten.
I'm dying to believe the truth again.
I'm dying, dying to bury your lies.
There is life after you.
Bury your lies,
Start all over anew.
I'm dying to take back my life again.
I'm dying, dying to live on my own.
Stand aside beholden,
Live on my own,
Still alone amidst them.
I'm dying to breathe, feel alive again.
I'm dying trying to live without you.
Life's easy, I gather,
Live without you,
Happ'ly ever after.
I'm dying not to feel the cold again.
I'm dying, dying all over again.
You left me here hanging,
All over again,
And now I have nothing.
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shee: liz, san galing 'yan?
liz: ha? sa... puso ko... :)
hehe... di nga... this poem was inspired by Five for Fighting's Dying. it was dec. 16, 2005, around 11:30 pm, nakahiga na'ko, between being awake and being stupurous nadinig ko yang song na yan for the first time. i was ready to sleep but my heart wasn't... so ayan...
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