Lunes, Mayo 21, 2012

This Emptiness.


What is this emptiness I am feeling? A very unsatisfactory feeling.
It's like there something that I am wanting, is it happiness?
I am at loss.
I want something, yet I don't really know what.
I am finding myself really greedy for something superficial.
I want to escape this emptiness and yet I am scared.
My strength left me due to so much disappointments in my life.
Hope is now a very small ray of light that gets dimmer by the minute.
Can someone pull my hand?

Lunes, Mayo 7, 2012

insensitive fool



I am totally pissed at the moment.
I can't believe how one can be so damn irresponsible and stupid.
Oh gawd! When can my brother be mature enough or at least thoughtful?!
We live in a small house yet I could only see him at home for at most 3 hours, is that even reasonable?
Yes, I am nocturnal.
I am only up at night yet I know of his actions.
Get this: He only goes home to take a bath or eat.
It is truly rare if I could see him lying on the couch.
At dawn, thoughts of "what ifs" comes to mind about him.
I hate his stupidity.
I hate hate hate hate hate it.
Words are not even enough to describe this feeling close to hate not just because of his stupidity but with HIM.
It is unreasonable to hate the person but it is justified to hate his actions.
I believe that it is not the person that is evil but his actions.
But damn! I feel really worried of the "what ifs" about him.
He returns home around mid-afternoon for around 1-3 hours and then goes out then back home the NEXT day.
That is his cycle.
I don't care if he drinks without my parents' consent as long as he does not smoke!
I am scared of him joining some fraternity.
What if he is using drugs?! Fuck! Heck no!
I am really worried of all the freak shows that happen at night.
It unsettles me that he is there alone defenseless.
The streets are very unsafe.
They are a lot crazy frat-dudes in our municipality.
It just scares me.
Stupid brother.
I don't care if he is a crude.
I just want him to somehow be decent enough to stay home at night.
That is all that I ask but why can't that just happen?!
Is it too much to ask?!
I hope someone knock some sense into him.
My mom doesn't say anything anymore.
She is already tired of re-preminding my brother but I know she worries too much.
My brother is her favorite among us, her children.
That is fine by me, though.
I don't want to reach the fact that I would hate my brother as a whole.
If he would be the reason that my mother gets ill.
If that time comes, there would be no holding back.