Is This? (Vague Questions II)

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Writer’s Note: Vague Questions I is here.

Is this my destination that will end my searching?
Or another confusion that will keep me longing?

Is this the answer to the questions I’ve been asking?
Or just a new problem that will soon be emerging?

Is this the place to rediscover passion, my drive?
Or just something I will be forced to take to survive?

Oh when will I stop asking these silly, vague questions?
Am I overanalyzing to find solutions?

Why can’t I have faith to this path that I have chosen?
How do I let all doubts and worries be forgotten?

Will I ever reach my dream from all this complaining?
When will I get tired from all this venting and whining?

– February 1, 2018

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Melancholy

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It’s sucking every inch of my strength
It’s draining every bit of my soul
I am very weak, I am weakened
I’m about to surrender my control

It is slowly eating me alive
Burying me deeper to a hole
Where I can never ever emerge
Where I will never again be whole

And I don’t have a way to resist
Let it suck me, drain me, take my all
Let it bring me to where I belong…
This melancholy has become my all

– March 21, 2018

Lost

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It’s a world that I thought is better
Hoping it’s where I’ll discover
Myself, my dream, and my mission
Yet somehow I lose my passion

Then to darkness I surrender
Now I have a lot to ponder

Since I… I’m lost in this journey
I’m confused, I’m losing my will
And I… I am going crazy
Please show me the way to what’s real

It is the path of destruction
And all I have are vague questions
This madness, how long can I bear?
Only you can save me from despair

Then to nothingness I concede
I know I can never be freed

Since I… I’m lost in this journey
I’m confused, I’m losing my will
And I… I am going crazy
Please show me the way to what’s real

Oh I… I’m lost in this journey
Please lead me to something that’s real…

– September 11, 2017

Relive The Past?

 

Do you want to relive the past?
The pain, the sorrow?
Go back to the memory
When all you heard was the sound –
The sound of your cries
Coming from your heart
Screaming for guidance, for help
When you resisted, struggled
Yet you were still defeated

Do you want to relive this past?
The confusion, the frustrations?
The time you hit rock bottom
But then an epiphany emerged
Which led to true passion
Where you found purpose, yourself
Then you picked up the broken pieces
Mended your wounded heart
Then approached life with new perspective

Do I want to relive my past?
To be taken back in time
And be reminded about trials –
The failures turning into triumphs
The challenges making living worthwhile
So as to harden my mind, my heart
To believe again in destiny
To again hope for darkness and light
That they will converge becoming as one…

Should I relive my past?…

– September 28, 2017

Traveling To A Blurred Destiny

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A crossroad? No! I can’t even see a road
It is being in the woods with a blind fold
I’m totally lost, wandering the unknown
Just trusting my senses to lead me to you

And I keep stumbling, falling into the pit
Picking myself up gets harder and harder
But I try to follow the sound of your voice
‎It’s my only guide in this bleak surrounding

As I open my eyes with hope to see clearly
There’s a fog, it’s enveloping the horizon
And all I can do is to pray, to listen
Then continue this journey with only faith…

I’m still stuck somewhere in the woods, in the pit
It’s unlikely I’ll figure my way out soon
But as long as I hear your voice, calling me
I know I’m in the path towards my destiny

– October 2, 2017

Vague Questions

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I’m tired from this endless search for passion
I’m running in loops without direction
I keep whining – I’m a broken record
How can my mind and heart reach an accord?

Insecurities are resurfacing
And all my doubts are no longer hiding
I’m crying for help, bursting into tears
Oh, why am I surrounded by my fears?

Can I stop counting the hours and days?
What should I do to figure out the ways?
My vision, my dream – they’re nowhere in sight
Oh please tell me! How do I see the light?

– September 1, 2017

Lost Traveller

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The mind wanders into an endless road
With a burden it’s trying to unload
Then look for passion to bring back the fire
So as to follow the heart’s only desire

The mind’s travel starts in a paradise
With all hopes, without the uncovered lies
But the path widens into an abyss
The mind then panics, it struggles to find peace

The mind can’t escape, there’s nowhere to hide
The only way out is to enjoy this ride
So it drifts – like freely flows with the sea
As the mind’s a floater, lost in this journey

– August 18, 2017