The Jump

My days have gone by in your absence
Barely striving in the trials and won by chance
Aching and failing, the recovery is unwelcome
I will not be comforted, just get life done

I refuse solace and your love, you are not him
Just leave, I’m broken, shattered to pieces too thin
I mustn’t go on, nothing makes sense nor matters
The pain has swallowed me, my soul is devoured

The blood is forever flowing, the body breathing
This flesh is living, though the heart’s dead and not beating
The oceans are alive as well, their waters bright blue
Everything looks perfect, but his soul in heaven has a different view

Why is this happening? How could you leave me standing?
While you are in paradise here your promises are left breaking
Alone in this life so cold, my soul releases a deafening cry
Desperate, the dark clouds above the cliffs—oh, they let me fly!

All my life I’ve thought of you, as I fall now I still do
But soon this goat will go to hell, God could be cruel
I will forever be apart from you, please let this be a dream
When I wake up, we are alive and you are with me

Oh, is this really happening? It seems so real
In my love my greatest sin is born and killed
Safe inside myself, this endless capture is burning
We live again, I taste life again, oh, I am here!

The Death of Summer

This sun is driving its way to the west

It gives way to fresh rain

Helios rides into the absence of day

he leaves us with the beautiful stars

Well, school is about to start. I'm anxious because I've just transferred into a new school and the chills are running down my spine. The chills of loneliness and yearning.

I'm starting college all over again, oh poor me!

Speaking of chills, the funniest freak-out happened tonight.

I've been driving with my dad down this long and winding road and I never really felt anything creepy whenever we did. Until tonight when my sister unraveled the fact that this road was actually THE Balete Drive.

and we were about to drive through it within 2 minutes.

Oh. My. God.

I was alone in the backseat, and being the paranoid wimp that I am, I started freaking out. Then she said, "You know, the ghost can sense your fear."

Oh, thanks a lot, sister. That totally calmed me down.

So I tried to cover up my fear with humor. I started pretending I was groping her.

But it didn't work. I've seen enough scary flicks to just forget about the ghost in the backseat being seen in the rearview mirror. So I did with all my dignity: I crawled onto my sister's lap in the passenger seat.

Oh well, what the hell.