Do not depend too much on anyone, Even shadows may leave you, Especially on your darkest hour. But do not be afraid, For shadows remind you, There is light at the end of the tunnel.

'I can't do it anymore. I wanted to die.' 'Please let her be strong. Let her live another day.' Both threw a coin into the fountain. They looked at each other and smiled, unknown of their thoughts. One

Trapped. Stranded. Got nowhere to go. But what she really wanted, Is to just pass through that rain, Because she has already been stranded, By the thoughts stuck that caused her pain.

How long is an always? Will always never end? Does it forever stays? Does always never bend? Unclear. Unknown. One word. Many things could do. But one thing's for sure, I want to spend always with you.

Up goes the motorcycle. Splashes of mud all over the obstacle. Drivers trying to win, Even how hard, they're so determined. One leg's on the pedestal, Once in, their life's 50-50 critical. Some surrendered,

A friend, An enemy. Positive, Negative. 1, 2, 3, I started solving slowly. 4, 5, 6, Frowns on my face starting to exist. 7, 8, 9, How to solve this, it confuses my mind. Numbers have been my companion,

Cool air, sea breeze, So love the sound of the waves, The sound as it crashes, Onto the stones it splashes. Laughs are around, As it touches our feet on the ground. The way the waves dance, We all smile

Colorful lights surrounding the place, Together with the rhythm of the music, With beats at their pace, They don't make you feel sick. You'll be amazed on how they look, Dancing lights under the moonlight,

Roaming around the campus, Busy sidewalks, students are on the loose. Shouts are everywhere, Yells and cheers are on the air. Different food stalls are around, Different colors could be found. Excitement

It's been days since that happened, But it feels like it wouldn't end. 'Twas some nightmares, she couldn't deal, The wound just wouldn't seem to heal. The scar remains forever. It may not hurt anymore

'Let's break up.' She typed. Backspace. Delete. 'Let's end this.' Again, she typed. But still, backspace. Delete. 'What happened?' But a message came. 'How's your day?' Backspace. Delete. 'Great. How 'bout

I am not a fan of writing journals. I tried but I always end up with nothing to write at all or write just for the first week of the year. So while scrolling through my Facebook mews feed, I saw someone

Tears were streaming down her face, In the corner, there she stayed, Alone with a picture on her hand, Hopeless, didn't know where to stand. She remembered the caress of her mother, Reminisced the embrace

Uniqueness of Cebu. This is one of our native foods in Cebu, Philippines. In our language, we called this as 'puso'. Coconut leaves are formed to look like a triangular pyramid. And the rice is inside

Dear 2018 Self, I'm sorry if I failed in building a better me last year. I failed to be better for you. I've ruined the very first day of the year. I'm sorry I never thought of that before saying something.

7-Day BnW Challenge: Day 7

"The lighthouse of the Lord beckons to all as we sail the seas of life." © Created with Steepshot View in the web app

Wish I have my own time-turner and just turn back time to make things right 😞 Harry Potter inspired 😊 Created with Steepshot View in the web app

May we all build a longer bridge than make a taller fence. Together, hand in hand. Created with Steepshot View in the web app

"Don't let anyone dim your light, especially when your light is worth shining." © Created with Steepshot View in the web app