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japheth Jun 2018
for whatever i do,
with someone new,
there’s a small part of me thinking
it could have been with you.
japheth May 2018
you
don’t
have to battle
everything that life
throws you.

sometimes,
it’s
better not to draw your sword,
better not to pull up your shield,
to put all of your defenses down.

because at the end of that battle
you’ll realize
it wasn’t yours to begin with.

you were in the playing field
but you were never part of it.
i havent been able to write anything recently. and i apologize for that.

here’s something i wrote a few days ago while i was trying to battle my anxiety and overthinking  self.

hope you all have a great week.
japheth May 2018
in my book,
you were a whole chapter.

in yours,
i was only a sentence.
ive written somethinf like this before. i just had to rewrite it.
japheth May 2018
you listen to that one song
that makes you remember of the pain he had caused you
but have you thought,
this song actually speaks about you more
than it is for him?
japheth May 2018
i’ve been
staring at this view
outside my window
for almost a year now.

i’ve had
countless of cigarettes,
nights where i just stare at the open lights in different buildings,
listened to the sounds of cars passing by,
cried and laughed so much while holding my phone scrolling through whatever app i’m in.

this view —
of numerous buildings,
of countless cars driving,
people as small as ants walking,
of the distant mountains from a province i’ve probably never visited,
of the clouds,
of the sun,
of the moon,
and of the stars —

i consider them as my friends.
a friend who just watches and listens to me.
a friend who sees me at my worst when i shed a tear for a mistake i made,
and sees me at my best when i smile for no reason at all.

sadly, in a few months i’ll part ways with this view.
it’s not a pristine view like the beach,
or on top of a mountain,
but it’s definitely a view that makes me stare at it for a long time.

reminding me of everything i’ve done:
my achievements,
my mistakes,
my regrets,
my doubts,
my fears,
my everything.

i’ll miss you most definitely.
i was staring at the view from my plce and since i’m moving out, i’m definitely gonna miss it.

i prolly gave 0 justice to how beautiful and helping the view is to me for all the things i’ve been through but i hope you get it.

we all have that one view that we always look at that never fails to make us smile.
japheth May 2018
here i am
at this moment,
willing to give
my heart again
so carelessly
without knowing
if the hands
that’ll hold it
would
crush
or
mend it.
havent been able to write often lately. i’m in a happy place at the moment and would like to write about it soon.
japheth May 2018
life has a funny way of teaching us a lesson:

it offers you multiple one way doors for you to choose which one to go in.

even if you don’t know what’s inside of those doors,
you keep opening them.

you hope for the best every time
you turn the hinge,
you slide the panel,
you push the glass,
that life would give you the best
even if you ever so slightly expect for the worst.

to some,
opening the next door is a surprise,
to others,
it’s another impending doom.

to some,
they are surprised with what they had hoped for.
to others,
they are welcomed with an empty room, and another set of doors.

to some,
it’s their last: filled with everything they had achieved from the previous rooms they have been on displayed in every wall with great detail and accomplishment.
to others,
it’s their last: filled with nothing but white, cracked, and empty walls.

some
continue to stay in one room they feel safe.
others
keep on trying.

life has a funny way of teaching us a lesson:

it keeps those doors unlocked.
it gives the room enough space for you to breathe, take a little bit of rest.
it always hangs a sign in every door,
“open me.”
it always pushes you to keep moving.
no matter how beautiful the room you are in,
it still asks you to open more doors.
it allows you to
reminisce,
remember,
recall,
but never look back.

now,
face front, you.
look,
there’s another set of doors for you to pick.
yesterday was a big day for me. (this piece shouldve posted yesterday but something was wrong with my internet)

here’s to opening another door
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