Posted by: jackalmurdoc | April 27, 2008

there’s a reason for everything…

I got your runaway smile … in my piggy bank baby ( heart )…

but you couldn’t stay a while….

yeah I’m the first to fall and the last to know….

nor I did not shed any tears, on that very day….

but my heart was crying and dying inside….

but she said… there’s a reason for everything…

those words were all I needed to accept reality and eventually move on…

I will miss her…

this is for her…

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Posted by: jackalmurdoc | April 15, 2008

nothing at all…

goodbyes…. its a painful thought….
to obtain immunity from it is impossible….
when all you think was perfect ain’t just f***ng true all the times….
maybe i just need that spark they called love….
its quite painful to know that dreams are just dreams…
dreams equals reality is plain bulls***t….

and what do really matters now?
when everything I said and done is all just a hoax….
to make it better than it was? is just so deceiving…
can i blame myself with all the things that are happening to me right now?
or a plain straight up answer would just come in with a simple hello…. or with a gorgeous a smile…

I can’t miss anything right now…
I must stick to plain facts…..
I can’t afford to miss anybody that much anymore…
in the end it will end with a tragedy….
missing a single bit of info gives me false hopes…
I would rather prepare to hear someone else calling me my true name….
did it all yet got nothing at all…

Posted by: jackalmurdoc | February 28, 2008

sour graping?

 

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I’m looking at you through the glass….

don’t know how much time has passed,

Oh God it feels like forever….

and no one ever tells you that forever feels like home

sitting all alone inside your head…

how do you feel? that is the question…

but i forget you don’t expect an easy answer…

when something like a soul becomes initialized,

fold it up like paper dolls and little notes ,

you can’t expect a bit of hope,

so while you’re outside looking in describing what you see,

remember what you’re staring at is me…

how much is real?

so much the question

an epidemic of the manikins contaminating everything…

with that came the heart, it never did right from the start

just listen to the noises… null and void instead of voices

before you tell yourself its just a different scene

remember its just different from what you’ve seen…

and its the stars, that shine for you…

and its the stars, that lie to you…

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how long should I be looking at you through the glass?

maybe this would be forever like this….

and only the stars knows….

it alone knows how lonely we are…..

— through glass by Stone Sour

Posted by: jackalmurdoc | February 27, 2008

boozed up…

Alcohol, a number one ingredient of sheer courage, a boldness for a man whose tolerance for making difficult decisions is so low,  can never comprehend having said things needed not to be said…

What if? This is a metaphorical question, a question with a high probability could be answered by yet another question..

Hugs, kisses and smiles, damn… mixing up these components can lead a man to a state of delusion… and yet knowing nothing at all…

So long…. so long…. well lastly these songs, these songs which collects demonic yet melodic idiotic self righteous content just makes me write another of these so called meaningless yet seaming less accusations…..

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Posted by: jackalmurdoc | February 26, 2008

plain boredome could bring something good…

here’s an artwork of mine, but I really don’t know what kind of genre this piece belongs to, well anyways this is a result of my boredom, this type of activity kinda helped me in a way to turn my thoughts sideways from the things that is bothering me right now… still I haven’t changed have I? well I think this is a start, I have been drawing some images, If I have the time I’ll post it right here….

this one is called, Virgin Masterpiece… and this is a portrait of me and my friends here in cebu… wawa, me, yamz and jongpals respectively :) enjoy….

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