A few moments ago I found myself browsing through my old blog Gemini Wings, trying to read what I wrote a few years ago and I was a bit surprised that most of my posts were about heartbreaks.
I’d like to share this one poem in particular. I have written this way back in high school, way back to my original heartbreak. Despite the misery in the poem’s tone, it somehow made me smile. True enough, I’ve been through some tough times when it comes to love and relationships but I gotta hand it to the sore losers who broke my heart, the experience definitely made me stronger. I used to be a real literary genius whenever my heart gets broken. haha!
Here I am against a wicked unknown
Relentlessly crying over the pieces unsewn
Trying to hold on to joys of the past
Reminiscing a promise that didn’t last
Here I am searching for possibilities
A path away from tears and cruel realities
To open my eyes, wake up from this game
Fools like me played the day he came
Here I am singing to myself again
Melodies of love now lost and broken
Words of hope died and lost harmony
A song of love cursed to an elegy
Here I am with a knife of a desperate whim
Stabbing myself each time I think of him
Scar of the past bleeds with every memory
Piercing me to mourn over buried history
Here I am in a lifeless painting
With a shaded heart still waiting
Trapped in a canvass and forever will remain
As I venture through the gallery of pain
Writing has been my personal punching bag back when I couldn’t do anything but accept the harshness of reality and cry. It’s a nice idea to have created a sort of link to the past, like an old blog or a diary. It’s fun reading your own thoughts about life and what it’s all about back when you are younger. It makes you realize how far you’ve come in your own journey and how much better you have become.
If you have an old diary or a scrapbook, then it’s time to read them now.