July 19, 2008

you know what,
i miss you
i miss the times...
when we were together.
the times when we were happy or sad.
the times when we face each day
with passion, with love.
i miss everything about you,
your eyes that glisten
and penetrates to my very soul,
your lips that's oh so sweet
yes! specially that one.
your hair that sways with the breeze
and smelled of your favorite shampoo.
i miss the things you do,
your soft hands
that finds its way to my face.
the way your arms
tightly wraps around me
for that wonderful warm embrace.
the countless kisses,
so tender, so true.
i miss them all.
i will surely miss you,
even though at one time
i saw you with another man
doing the things with him
as the way you do to me.
i will never forget that one slap.
the very slap that started it all.
i did it with a heavy hand,
it made your heart broke,
but that's not the only thing that's broken
your arms, your ribs, your neck.
i even stabbed you
a couple of times,
left you swimming
in a pool of your own blood.
farewell now to the memories,
farewell now to the past.
the only thing left for me to do now
is close your apartment door,
without a feeling of regret
or a feeling of remorse
but you know what..
i miss them all
and surely
i will miss you.


-pacites

July 17, 2008

as it echoes through the horizon
as it draws the curtain of tears
you sense a feeling of lightness
driving away your sorrows and fears

puddles of emotions lay on the floor
filling the gaps, the cracks, the holes
it reflects your innermost desires
to the minds of restless souls

the ripples that darts on the surface
continuously disturbs the silence
it grows bigger, it grows wider
and opens the window to the heavens


-pacites

July 16, 2008

-a tribute to the resident evil series

there's just one thing on my mind
the very one thing that have kept me alive
the only thing that i can do at the moment
until the remaining ounce of strength deserts me.
i have to keep pushing,
i need to keep on running,
even though the streets looked the same,
every corner, every alley
covered with a chilling darkness
as it seeps through your skin.
they can smell your fear.
they wanted to have a taste of your flesh
but i shouldn't give in
i desperately need to live
but there's no escaping them
every turn that i take
i know that they are there
they lurk in the shadows
they see through the cracks
they are just there
just waiting,
waiting for me to get tired
waiting for me to take a breath
waiting for me to stop.
death arrives on scorched wings
i thought i was safe, for a moment
but it was a mistake
as footsteps draws closer and closer
dragging on with their dead bodies.
i tried to outrun their insatiable hunger
but i was pinned down
slumped to the ground
their cold hands maneuvered over my body
tearing off my skin as i scream.
piece by bloody piece
they gorge themselves
they are eating me alive
i was gurgling as they rip through me
blood spurts from my mouth
from then on i knew
that my terrible fate have been sealed
i wasn't meant to survive
i was just one of their food.


-pacites

July 15, 2008

i feel nothing but the cold
the sting of an empty soul
beneath those fiery stare
lies a heart of frozen coal

it held me with a chilling touch
that made me tremble and moan
but not with freight or of fear
just a feeling of being alone

i cried to someone, to anyone
but nobody seemed to hear
for my voice is muffled, silent
to a vast space that looked so near

struggled hard as i might
for tender hugs and warm embraces
but the bars are tightly chained
and i am tied with icy laces

it broke me, torn into pieces
carried while i was bleeding
and laid on the floor of shattered memories
left with everything, i have nothing

drowned myself with my own tears
as i let out a foggy breath
it was cold, it was my last
for i feel nothing, i feel death

-pacites

My Friend's Wedding

i know its been two months since my last post, its been so hard for me to find suitable materials for everyone to read, anyway heres one thing that pops in my mind it was last May 24, 2008, it was one of my closest friend's wedding, it was such a wonderful wedding, so many people, so much to see so here are some of the pictures i took with my phone, sorry for the clarity though:

"take this ring as a sign of my love.."

the veil

so many people movin' about

with Bride's Parents

with Groom's Parents

The Groom and Bride

now

HUSBAND and WIFE

and of course

The Future Godparents of thier Children.

LOL!


CONGRATULATIONS!!!

Surviving a Storm (continuation)

D. WORK OUT

Faith may give you a scare sometimes because one of these days you might accidentally get acquainted again with your ex and upon seeing you look so miserable will give her/him enough satisfaction of over-powering you even more and reducing your sorry piece of ass into rubble, labeling you "LOSER OF THE YEAR!" so get your hands off that remote, get your butt off that couch, enroll yourself in a nearby gym, start a new diet, take pilates class even order that exercise machine that you've always watched from that shopping network. Build up a sweat, carve up that body and for once you can take that satisfaction from your ex's face and wear it as your own ever your paths get intertwined, regretting how she/he being so stupid of letting your hot smokin' body go.

E. MAKE YOUR MOM YOUR NEW BEST FRIEND

Probably the best tip i ever heard of. If any problem may arise who's the best you can turn on to? think no further, well your mom of course! amids all your so called friends, your mother is far more or the best at least to get the most wonderful advices you could ever get. For a fact she did went through this once or twice in her life you know and upon those experiences she can concoct boundless words of wisdom any self help book ever published. "MOTHERS REALLY KNOWS BEST!"

F. WRITE A NOVEL

What better way to pour out those emotions that to write a book about it, rewrite some of the chapters, turn yourself as the protagonist of the story and make your ex as the villain, the big bad wolf or even the evil step sisters you know how it goes, a happily ever after you've dreamed of. It may turn out to be a best seller, how you've changed from the "nobody" to a "SOMEBODY" in blinking lights, as you look how long the line of people are a certain person step up from that same line, you take a quick glance and write up those words to her copy at your book launch laughing inside "WHO'S THE LOSER NOW, JERK!"

G. CATCH UP WITH THE LATEST VIDEO GAME RELEASE

Go out, go to the mall and buy that bulky XBOX 360, the wireless Nintendo Wii or that small pocket size PSP and spend those lonely nights breaking those high scores, unlocking hidden secrets/levels, memorizing those button combinations and beating up that computer controlled player picturing it as your ex, unleashing those deadly blows or combos and that final finish for that perfect knock out resiting those two words of a job well done "GAME OVER!"

-to be continued

Idle Mind

time easily slips by as he stared into space, looking at the dim light bulb, as bugs' swirls around and around, thinking nothing in particular like the bugs idling about. he straddled off into the kitchen and on the table was the same food he ate the day after with flies swarming over it. just looking at it made him sick enough and yet he ate it, thinking nothing of how long at had been lying there or of the awful taste just like the flies filling only their empty stomachs. at the bathroom nothing seems to come out on the rusted tap. damn those bills keep coming while waters nothing. when was the last time he used the shower not that he care. he hadn't even used this mildewed tiled room for day's even weeks. back at his room he picked a certain shirt from the dozens on the floor. it had a print of a skull with a snake coming in and out of the eye sockets. smells moldy. to hell with those rats as he stared at one the sleeves counting eleven small holes and seven big ones. who cares anyway? he seated himself on the floor and took out a box from the trash heap underneath the bed. he pulled out a sealed plastic full of powdered substance. his soul food, his life, everything seems to spin at his eyesight; feeling of lightness enveloped his whole being; soaring up to the clouds. he was in total bliss. he pulled out two other objects from the box and stared at it and for the first time that day he was in deep thought.
"no one can stop me not even me, I'm invincible!"
first h slashed his wrist, blood oozing from the cut. seeing the red liquid dripping into the floor put a smile on his face. he felt nothing, no sting, no pain, no nothing. so far his cynical plan is working. next he pulled out this shinny thing, lifeless yet murderous. he pointed it at his temple and thought.
"i have gone this far why not go through it!"
and at that moment the room seems hotter than usual for he was sweating all over. blood still flows from his cut wrist and at unexpected time tears starts to glide from his cheeks.
"no force can stop me. no god can take this moment of glory from em, for i am my own god!"
his body began to tremble. he have never been worried this much in his lifetime, then in a split second a loud noise filled the entire room and then there was silence only the sound of death echoing at the walls. on the floor soaking in a pool of blood lays the body, the carnage of a man thinking nothing in the world but himself until the last minute of his damned life.