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Hope. Joy.. Feelings cloaked as words.

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a million times

Sprawling wide across the cold hard ground, I was awakened from my repose, awaiting for the next dose of goodness from reality- the fragmented fabrication of pixels. I knew I wanted more of it, my body craved for it, the... Continue Reading →

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a million pieces

"this is it..." nothingness engulfed me as the overwhelming waves of redundancy and comfort swarmed my conscience. "something is lost..." I was too caught up with myself, the things that I was doing, and I eventually lost it. somewhere... sometime...... Continue Reading →

battles, distortions, me.

Day... I do not want to count anymore. I have given up on it long ago. Blinded by the swiftness of life, I am left out once again because of me, falling prey to distortions, losing uphill battles. The pitch... Continue Reading →

For Me 為我

為愛付出瘋狂 為夢受一點傷 Love is worth my sanity, Dreams are worth the pain.  It is a choice to love, It is a choice to dream. Sacrifices are inevitable, because love and dreams are the answer to life itself. Without them, new... Continue Reading →

you are looking at the wrong direction.

Life is not easy, especially if you want everything in your life. Things will start to fall apart, shattering into a million pieces even before you start to realise. Spiraling into a loop from hell, I began to see that... Continue Reading →

nothing more than a choice

life time life is filled with endless possibilities it is up to you to make the call for yourself. If you want to live a good life, do good things; If you want a bad one, do bad things. life... Continue Reading →

“align me, i want to fly.”

do the right thing, at the right time, at the right place, for the right reason. - Mr. Leong Youth is never waiting, so as time. I am not any younger than I was yesterday, I am letting time slip... Continue Reading →

burning a candle at both ends.

Here I am again, rambling through the frugality of the keyboard, drumming my thoughts and mind into the pixelated screen, letting them out to the world. I am never good with time and I want to change that- I want... Continue Reading →

End Of The Line?

Half walking, half trampling through the steps that I was taking, pacing forwards as if nothing could stop me, but me. I was wearied, my energy was sucked out clean by lethargy itself. Profuse sweat stuck on me, covering my... Continue Reading →

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