Battered, Bruised, Breathing

I'll wait in silence. I'll wait in pain. I'll be waiting... even in vain I never knew it would be this hard. But it seems there's nothing I can do. Things are just out of control.Emotions are just out of control. Though everything has changed so fast that it has outlived our expectations and fears, still, I have no regrets and I am happy looking at you from afar. I'll always be here - and I am willing to bleed until forever, if that would make you feel alive.

Consequences

Think. Act. Persist Our actions yield different consequences, yet most of the time we will be caught off-guard when we're finally confronted by them. It is funny to think that while we are quite sure or none the less, we already have an idea about the outcome of our actions, we tend to incline our selves and delve into the positive hoping that something wonderful would happen - even if our actions are on the direct contrary of the results we are hoping for. Call it stupidity but sh*t really happens. Far from being over, once the situation sinked into our minds and we finally come to digest everything, we will actually find ourselves looking for escape. We will point fingers, look for escape goats and start to formulate our very complicated but lame excuses. I tell you, sh*t really happens. I am sick but still am rational. I am bruised but I can see clearly. I know lately most people I know hated me thinking I have done something something wrong which I really haven't done. It just pierce your heart knowing that how much you've tried to be good and fair, it all boils down to one - that we cannot please everybody. That we cannot make everybody listen, stop and think, and finally look into a deeper sight with a more open perception of things and its consequences. Really, sh*t happens, but let me tell you I am not fond of just jumping into decisions without giving it the time its worth of... the results.. sh*t happens - to me.