Meaningless Stories

It's nothin much, just raw emotions. I guess...

So............... One of my New Year's resolutions is to write a poem everyday and I thought that a good way to keep it is post the poems I've written at the end of each week so I hope you enjoy these poems and thanks for your support. 28th December 2014-30th June 2015

The Dreamer shares some of his dreams with the readers and whosoever wishes to embark in this journey with him.

It doesn't matter what I put here...

So, I notice small things, big things, important things, meaningless things, and omg-this-is-the-answer things as I go through life. I see things a little bit clearer at some points and in some places. This is just a gathering of some of those random thoughts that I think while I struggle to get through that crazy fight called life. We are either the candle in the darkness or the darkness. Which are you? The answer might not be what you think it is.

Was it worth it?

This is your chance at life - this is your last stop. A story of eternal damnation. Nothing serious. Just my random thoughts during the day. Do proceed with caution. -the author, whoever that is.

"Hold my hand, please." My hand was twitching in pain. Needy for the warm and gentle touch of his. "You're wonderful and everything is a lie, okay Alice?" The monster says, with his curiously dewy eyes looking back at me. The same dewy eyes. The same way he looks back at me. The same pain that always needed to be relieved. "Everything seems to be wonderful, but it isn't. Please fix it." My voice began to break as I held in my tears. I turned my head down, hiding myself from him. I didn't want this. The monster reaches out his hand, placing it onto mine. He intertwined his love within my hands. Holding tight. Until everything was gone in sight. They all ran away. I looked up. He ran away. Not one trace. Not one memory. Not one touch or loving embrace. He did not look back.

This is a short story about a character which never escapes an endless loop of confusion. Time carries on but nothing changes. This creates distraught about the future and what is going to happen and results in further complications.

"There is not, and never has been, such a thing in this world as a meaningless coincidence."

Marcus is the kind of guy who is very sensitive, he was teased for that side of him, so he decided to hide it. Vivian is the kind of girl who has an overactive imagination that drives people away from here. They both have something in common: they don't know why they exist in this world if nothing good seems to happen. When these two meet, they experience new things and understand each other completely. Is this a chance at a new beginning or possibly love?

does anything really matter? This is a fight between pessimism and optimism

One little app can change it all, such as the one for many mutuals to connect. A swift, but powerful swipe on a device that's accidental, someway, somehow, can change a life drastically. So this accident, where will it lead for the future of this lost girl? What will it mean to the person on the other side of the screen? Is it meant to happen? Fate? Destiny? Or just a meaningless mistake made...

a simple girl with something to say but no one would have time to listen to her so she writes poems and shows it to the world even though they're useless

just some thoughts from the mess inside my head