I want someone to find me
I want to lie in someone’s shoulders
I want someone to hug me tight
And that someone I want
Is Y-O-U
So impossible
Unattainable
Posted by: Dianne Peña | 03-06-2008 | 05:03 PM
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As I look at the sky I found it without its moon
I look at it as myself. So dark, So lost, So alone.
As I listen to sweet love songs
I heard myself as a worn out serenade
No one cared to listen; No one did sit and watched over me as I sleep
I keep on thinking, I keep on dreaming, I keep on wishing…
When will it be me?
When will someone see me the way I want to be seen?
When will someone make me feel something I never could fathom?
When will someone come and open my heart into something I would be happy and contented on?
When will be the time?
When will be the time I would finally have what I want, what I need, what I will live for and what I will die for?
Posted by: Dianne Peña | 03-06-2008 | 05:03 PM
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I am not beautiful
I have flaws inside and out
I am just ordinary for many
I feel am in monotony
I don’t really compare myself
I actually have high self-esteem
But seeing people greater than me
Makes me see what’s less of me
Some would appreciate me
Some would just walk through me
Why do I feel this way?
This time I know the answer
I know I am beautiful in my own ways
But it’s the way you make me feel nothing
I feel like a small piece of trash
I am beautiful. I am beautiful
What’s the sense of controlling my mind
When what matters is what you say
I know you don’t like me but
You’re the center of my attention
This is not a big deal really
And it’s more of a compensation
You are “just” my crayon
But you bring my life to its direction
This is just as simple as a joke
But you’re the reason why I can flash a big smile
This is my bad
I shouldn’t have made step to get close
Posted by: Dianne Peña | 03-06-2008 | 05:03 PM
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Walking through a busy street at night alone
Feeling the cold breeze as people goes home
Walking with my hands swaying
Unconsciously I found myself feeling my fingers
Then I end up holding my other hand
I realized, I miss the feeling
The feeling of having someone who fits perfectly to your fingers
A hand that would always keep you warm
A hand that would never let go
The feeling of someone sliding his fingers to yours
No matter how long, it doesn’t matter
Even if sweat is all over your fingers
You don’t care, because with that you feel your worth
Holding my other hand didn’t give the same feeling
More so, it just add to the feeling I want to suppress
The feeling of needing love
The feeling of being in love
Posted by: Dianne Peña | 03-06-2008 | 04:03 PM
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Am I destined to lose you if I tell you not?
Am I such a fool to have not taken the risk?
I was blinded by the word friendship thinking that was all I have for you
I never wondered for I knew you were just a friend
But I was wrong
So damn wrong
I never knew that I already crossed the line my mind drew
But my heart wished to have erased it earlier
And now, all I can do and resort to is to be your greatest friend
And be happy with that
I want to tell you but I can’t
I want to cry but my tears are frozen
I want your hug and smell your scent
But since I can’t have it
Now I am broken
Posted by: Dianne Peña | 02-22-2008 | 04:02 PM
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I can smell the mist of the rain
As my soul yearns for you my secret love
As I feel the coldness in my skin
I hunger for your caress and your tight hug
As I hear its pour in the dry ground
My heart is very anxious as it pounds
I miss you and it’s obvious
I can’t wait for the day that my eyes will lay to yours
Just by that, I’ll float in bliss
Just by that, I can forget all the pains and crying
That is the magic that you bring
To my life that is tired of repeated scenes
Posted by: Dianne Peña | 02-22-2008 | 04:02 PM
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Mind says: What are you doing?
Heart says: Just being the greatest friend he’ll ever have
Mind says: I thought you love him? Why do you act that way?
Heart says: Yes, I love him but we both know it’s not right.
Mind says: Why do you still help him? You’re just hurting yourself.
Heart says: What hurts me more is seeing him sad and hurt that’s why I am still helping him. I still want to be there for him.
Mind says: You’re just killing yourself for being nice and pretending you’re happy for him
Heart says: No, I am not pretending. I was and I am really happy for him. After all He’s my friend.
Mind says: Stop it. Please.
Heart says: All I can do is just be contented with what we have right now. —FRIENDSHIP because if I will do things about this, I might lose that one thing I was holding on to.
Mind says: Oh great. You just won yourself a medal for being such a “GOOD” friend.
Heart says: Thanks. Because, that’s all I am and that’s all I’ll ever be.
Posted by: Dianne Peña | 02-12-2008 | 04:02 PM
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Dear love, why such this way?
Dear love, why am I in this situation again?
Dear love, is this my destiny?
Dear love, how can I endure this pain?
A love that is not meant to be shown
A love that in not meant to be known
A love that should just be forgotten
A love that should just be trashed and burned
I never expect I would feel this way
I never expect I would feel so confused
I never expect I would be taken away
I never expect I would be amazed
Maybe if she had realized it early
Maybe if she had taken things seriously
Maybe feelings will show
Maybe there would be a rainbow
A line that I crossed is so dangerous
A line that I crossed made me brave
A line that I crossed made me scared
A line that I crossed is the line I shouldn’t have made
Pardon me for I haven’t seen
Pardon me for I have fallen for my friend
Pardon me for feeling this way
Pardon me for this will cause dismay
Now that you have her it gives me a fear
Now that you have her I feel you’re away
Now that you have her all I have were tears
Now that you have her I wish you would still stay
Every day she thinks of you
Every day she just wants to feel you
Every day I thought it was just nothing
Every day starting today, I was wrong
Nothing will I do with what I feel
Nothing will I do to make things worse
Nothing will I say until I heal
Nothing will I regret for having felt this way
Realizing this made my heart bleed
Realizing this made me stupid
Realizing that is one forbidden love
Realizing, I just caused myself a grave
Ending this feeling is what I should do
Ending this feeling for I know this is not good
Ending this feeling because you are now happy
Ending this feeling for it’s not with me
Posted by: Dianne Peña | 02-06-2008 | 12:02 AM
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I drank coffee
It’s taking it’s course in my body
Through my veins
And in my arteries
It is so silent
I could even hear my heart beat
I can’t sleep at the moment
I can do nothing but to reflect
Everyday for me is just the same
But every time I look back, it was a different game
Different people with different names
Different attitude and different aims
Sometimes I become the prey
It hurts but I know I should stay
I have people around me but I don’t know if I should trust
It’s hard for me to do but I know that I must
Luckily, I found them but there’s some who’s not worth it
I know its part of the game, just continue and don’t give a shit
I don’t care if friends are few
What matters is they stay and they are true
It’s a challenge that some are now far
I suddenly become a dead star
New people came from different town
Tries to please me but I shouldn’t place my guards down
Life is sometimes selfish and unruly
You should be wise and live cautiously
God gives us choices without second thoughts
We are always the once who calls the shot
A shot for the truth
A shot for the good
Now I can go to a serene slumber
For I let go of the things that gets me bothered
>>november 12, 2007
Posted by: Dianne Peña | 11-14-2007 | 03:11 PM
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Passing by a glass window she saw no one beside her reflection
Looking forward as she walks, she saw a couple with so much affection
She just shook her head, walk away and not look back
So she won’t feel the coldness and her heart’s crack
As she got home, she sat and asked herself “Why did I felt that way?”
She was over with a love lost and completely okay
A friend came and shares her happy love story
She listened, enjoyed it but envied
Again she asked herself “Why did I felt such thing?”
She was happy and always blooming
She opened the television and scanned the channels
Again she saw a couple praying together in a chapel
She suddenly sighs, turned the TV off and realized something
She was completely okay but there’s something missing
Though she doesn’t know whether she’s ready or not
One thing’s for sure, she missed being in love a lot
Ever wonder who is the persona or who is she?
Sad but true, yes, it is me
I miss how it feels to be damn crazy in love
I miss how someone is lucky for me to have
I miss everything about love even pain
But if it’s not yet the right time, I would just be here waiting
There’s so much love to give in this heart of mine
I just hope the he’ll be deserving and shows my sign
>>november 10, 2007
Posted by: Dianne Peña | 11-11-2007 | 03:11 PM
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