journey on dark waters

you pretend like nothing's wrong. everything is fine. but it's not. you cry in silence and sit in a corner, and when someone comes around and asks you if you're okay, you say you are. even if you're heart is being ripped into a million pieces, fed to the sharks or thrown out to space to be placed amongst the stars in the galaxy. staring at orion's belt amongst other constellations, i can't help but remember those ojos that speak. they tell me of sadness, and happiness. the corazon that spoke thru those ojos, when orion can be seen in the moonlit sky. how i longed to see those ojos. if only for a second. if i could only hear your voice. but now, my ojos silently weeps for an empty space that could no longer be filled. like a void in space that only time and space could fill. how i long for yesterday that would never see today... i woke up on the wrong side of the bed, because the other side is empty. time-bound elements drifting somewhere over the bay. connected ...

i hear voices in my head... not the crazy kind like i have to do something evil. it's more of something that i have to do as a self-accomplishment. like what's next on my life list? or what to watch next on TV..... normal things that sometimes or most of the times gets out of hand. you like someone, but that someone has a commitment. and when that someone likes you back, you're no longer there? annoying right? you go into self-pity thinking of the things that might have gone wrong in the process. then you suddenly decide: hey, why not go for someone else? but that's the someone you could never like, like the one before him or her. as insane as it might sound, just like what's going thru my brain thru a dozen synapses, exploration might be the answer.... and then you wake up the next morning sleeping with the wrong guy!!!! as if vanity matters? some would say: yeah right!! it matters a lot... you have to go out with someone crucial, top of the food chain. i read som...