Abandonment...

If I said what I really feel, for sure you'd run like hell, away from here...

Words keep falling, burning my mouth until I had let out the lies that I'd been keeping for long. I don't know how and where to start again from falling and getting hurt by my own mistakes. After the confessions that I did about the lies, betrayal and pretensions towards my family. I am now like a garbage--abandoned and useless.

Dejected!...
Hopeless!...
Weary!...

I was bored last night, so I decided to check my blog site and planned to put another article on it when someone buzzed me at my Yahoo Messenger, and it was a friend of mine(not a close friend but he is a good friend though). I was enlightened by his words when he told me that "like a piece of a blank paper, a writer should start from it before doing his own writings." I came to realized that at this point of my situation I need to be prepared. It's up to me when will i start writing for myself-- letting my hand takes me where it leads and also letting the pen puts color on it. Life is supposed to be fun. No matter how often we stumble what's more important is how we stand gracefully.

Truly, we all want someone who will always be there for us, someone who understands, supports and loves us unconditionally, and will say, "It will all be alright." We need to be nurtured. This someone could be just our friend and our family-which I don't have anymore. But is it enough to ease the pain? Comfort is just a temporary medication for someone who is in pain.

Now, I'm abandoned.
I'm lost and nowhere to go.
I feel like I'm paralyzed. Scared and afraid to move...