Monday, August 01, 2005

Living in an Empty Husk that Keeps on Growing

Last night i happen to watch Brother Bear on Disney Channel. Then while i was watching i could not help but realize that tears were slowly forming in my eyes. No matter how much i tried to hold back, i could no longer keep it inside me. Then just awhile ago, a kid selling sampaguita approached me and tried to sales talk me into buying one. i for one do not usually buy those kind of things anymore, but deep inside i felt pity for the kid. So on the way home, i took a ride on memory lane trying to recall who i was.

The memories kept gushing like a tide, slowly consuming me.

The memories started to appear one by one. When i was in high school i tried to be the person who would sort out my friends problems. i was the one who would try to convince them not to do something or something is wrong. it was i who would always have to pay the price in the end. after the problem has long gone, i would start feeling that the outcome was my fault. what if i had not meddled in their affair, would everything be alright?

Not everything lasts forever...

Eventually who i have been started to fade. my decisions, my actions and my values were no longer the same as it had been when i was in High School or even in Grade School where i first felt betrayal and loneliness.

I'm fading into the darkness, slowly getting lost but suddenly a sparkle of light shines

It was only recently that i am slowly recalling who i really am. Remembering how my ethics would try to find the right answer. Remembering how in the end, i would feel lonely inside but at the same time happy because i know that i am fulfilling my duty to my friends.

Even butterfiles were once ugly...

So, now i have reason to believe that i am returning to who i was before, at the same time growing into someone new. No longer am i the same person who would sit back and watch everybody enjoy. No longer am i the same person who could keep everything inside. This time i have learned how to grow, how to change, how to be who i really am. Just like the tides that come and go, with each passing tide something new adds up the once empty sands.

Quote of the Day:
even a rock knows how to cry if the pain inside is too much to bear.

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