Untold Tragedy

Tell me, tell me what you see.
Look past my darkness
and impossibilities.

Remind me of life,
how it used to be.
Remind me of me,
bring back my memories.

Tell me, tell me what you feel.
Break this coldness,
melt my fortresses.

Let the warmth seep
-spark fire to my spirit
Let the walls burn
to ashes with the culprit.

Tell me, tell me to wake up
from this nightmare,
find a way out.

Destroy the repulsion in me,
paint my dreams with serenity.
Destroy this self-imagined world,
bring me back to reality.

-Marylie C.

Stylus Strokes : Colorblend

 

Caveman.

Things fall apart.

Shadows.

 

I’m not a graphic artist or whatsoever.I just like randomly moving my stylus on my tablet’s screen until I start to see an image.Pretty much like imagining objects as you look at the clouds.Thanks to PicsArt (it’s the app that I used to make these).

Topsy-turvy

That was a bit fast.

Just a couple of days ago,I was ranting of not being the usual me.Today was quite different.One thing that I don’t like about me that usually tells people that “Hey that’s so mylie” is my bad temper.I also got my appetite back(I tend to get hungry every 4 hours) and there goes my moments of deep-thinking,and silence that echoes through miles.

So yea,I’m just gonna type random things that happened lately or any random thoughts that rushed through my brain for the past hours.

I fancy lights.Specially orange lights.Just like how a cat fancies lasers.How I wish I can take a picture of the orange lights lined up in the campus.But I cant and you know why.

My friend and I were having discussions about our lives lately and the realizations that we had.We sometimes wander in  a sea of topics like american colonialism,identity crisis of the filipino culture,and other things that are more or less nerdy to some.But I actually find it refreshing.

I remember saying the line “Don’t think of failing before it ever happens” to a friend.It’s something that I wish I can apply to myself.I am a melancholic .So I often have these thoughts that most people find sad.Failure is something that I feared the most,maybe you also do.But then I realized that failure is born from our thoughts.The starting point of failing is thinking that you will eventually fail.The idea grows roots in your system,affecting every move you take.

At the moment,there are things in my life that I find a bit unrealistic but they are actually happening.The thin line that divides  point A and point B is not a line at all,but a decision to actually take a step forward.By God’s grace I was given several opportunities to make something of the skills that were given to me by God, but for some reason,I’m preventing myself from getting too excited to do them.Maybe because to some extent,I’m afraid of myself,not of what I can do,but of what I can’t do.But I do have to remember this,”When our abilities end,God begins to work”.

Hmmm,I don’t really have something visual to show today.But here’s a pic taken accidentally from my beloved lost phone.But I dont believe in accidents so I think this is a perfect shot taken at a perfect time.This is the view from where I usually sit and think.

That’s it for today. Good night.